(vocals) Rhonda (stage whisper). Harry, this is not dream girls! Harry (stage whisper). They told me it had c-c-colored folk in it, rhonda, and that's always a sure sign of good, solid, musical
it every time I get through. And her name is. A-r-t-i. F-i-c, I cry. A-l, don't be shy!. Artificial rhonda. With the plastic pie Her eyes is all shut in a ecstasy face. I can cram it down her
