LONEVA

Lyrics and music by Winston Apple

Lohebola—Lohebola

Every night and day, the boys come ‘round to say 
To Loneva’s momma, “Can Loneva come out to play?”
Loneva’s momma shouts “You nasty boys just go away. 
I know what you’ve got on your minds.”
And the boys sing 
“Loheba, Loheba-heba, Loheba, Lohe, Lohebola, Lohebola”

From her lonely room Loneva hears the boys and sighs
She already knows how her dear momma will reply
Now she respects her mother, so she so respectfully 
Finds a way to let the boys know that she disagrees
She’s dancing in her window, smiling blissfully
And planning her escape as she moves to her own beat

“Loheba, Loheba-heba, Lobeba, Lohe, Lohebola, Lohebola”

Come on down, Loneva, come on out to play
Don’t pay no attention to what your Momma say
Can’t you see I want you, I need you, I’ve got to make you mine
You’re so sweet, so fancy free, Loneva, you’re so fine
Help me Rhonda, help me Rhonda, help me Rhonda please
I know I could seal the deal with Loneva
If you put in a good word for me
Oh me oh my, my Loneva, I just wanna have some fun
There’s only one girl I want, Loneva, you’re the one
Oh you’re the one, you’re the one, Loneva, you’re the one

© Gary Winston Apple, 2008.
Used by permission. All rights reserved.



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