Rain drops on Ricky's window pane And she falls asleep again For herself just for herself And then she goes out for a jog Goes with Catherine and her frog That can jump over the world Cooking with Catherine is nice The milk sings and the butter flies Through the room she is in bloom She hopes that all the wicked men Won't disturb her world again On the phone they call her at home
It's so clear 'cause it's all blurred in Ricky's little world
Come, all you wicked men, come on You shall know I go with John He's so square but anyhow weird Sun drops in Ricky's window pane And she falls asleep again And the meal just got burned
It's so clear 'cause it's all blurred in Ricky's little world