Rhonda was this foxy lady
The siren of the town
She could pave a street of gold
When she’d wear her hair all down
One bonified baptist beauty
The fairest one around
Let’s give it up for Big rhonda
Riding a boo doo train
She always tryin to feel me
That birdwatching babe
No I don’t have much money
But i think she gonna grease my wheels
Take a gander at my goods
In the woods out by lake
Let’s hear it for the Scenic route winners
The caballeros from the hit parade
Somethin tells me I got good lovе on the way
Rhonda what do ya say
She could stir up quite thе rock fight
Just by putting out
The same fire she had started
With her favorite cotton blouse
I’m a tempt and she’s my temptress
There ain’t no doubt about
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Nicholas Jamerson Lyrics – Rhonda