Little Ramona (gone Hillbilly Nuts)      Remember when we hung in the low places in 1979?   We used to think that it mattered to the man with the money   Where we spent our time   Well, I knew a little gal with a mohawk hairdo   and a chain around her neck   But you'd never recognize her if you saw her now   She done something that you'd never expect   Chorus   She done traded in her Doc's for kicker boots   Safety-pinned tee shirts for Manuel Suits   Her hair's grown out and it's piled up high   She only shows her tattoos one at a time   She ain't ashamed of the way she was   She hears old Hank, she can't get enough   Her punk rock records are gathering dust   'Cos little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts   Thrashin' dancin' still out there, the bodies piled up high   She used to mosh in pit with the best of them   You could see those elbows fly   Well now she's drinking Blue Ribbon and jitterbuggin'   to the honky-tonkin' beat   Get that line dance outta here man   Give her room to move her feet   Chorus   You see her in thrift stores everywhere,   Hardly ever at a shopping mall   She acts just as tough as she always did   She just looks a little country, that's all   She's got Emmylou Patty Smity on a 90-minute cassette   'Cause where do you go after the end of the world   When you still ain't been there yet?   Chorus   Little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts   Little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts