Oh, Dad, what will we do?
I got another letter from Ronnie's teacher at school
She said, it's almost cruel
None of the other kids thinks Ronnie's cool
The guys think he's a queer 'cause
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 'cause he knows it's really no use
I mean, nobody's ever even been up there
If Ronnie were to blow up, I don't think anyone would care
He doesn't brush his teeth 'cause he never talks to no one
He doesn't wipe his feet because he's never 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
Oh, we can talk about the old days
Parties and dances and leads in class plays
But all of the memories he'll have
Are plugging in a friend and shining up a cat
We need robots for Ronnie
A stainless steel group of chums
Robots for Ronnie
A boy and a girl
Maybe an aluminum cat