Oh Dad, What will we do?
I got another letter from Ronnies's teacher at school.
She said, It's almost cruel.
None of the other kids think Ronnie is cool.
The guys think he's queer because he doesn't drink beer or watch football.
And all the little girls stay away cause he's just too fat.
A fat little brat.
I Guess we need robots for Ronnie.
A stainless steel group of chums.
Robots for Ronnie, A boy and a girl, maybe an aluminum cat.
Every day, he's in his room.
He doesn't lock the door because he knows it's really no use.
I mean, nobody ever even been up there.
If Ronnie were to blow up I don't think anyone would care.
He doesn't brush his teeth because he never talks to no one.
He doesn't wipe his feet because he's never out coming in.
Coming in.
I Guess we need robots for Ronnie.
A stainless steel group of chums.
Robots for Ronnie, A boy and a girl, maybe an aluminum cat.
We can talk about the old days.
About parties and dances and leads in the class plays, but all of the memories he'll have
Are pluggin' in a friend and shinin' a cat
I Guess we need robots for Ronnie.
A stainless steel group of chums.
Robots for Ronnie, A boy and a girl, maybe an aluminum cat.