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Miss Nickelodeon Lyrics

Artist: Kinky Friedman
Album: Kinky Friedman

(Jay Wise)

Kinda like an Indian beatinâ‚¬â„¢ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilinâ‚¬â„¢ back from the place theyâ‚¬â„¢re in.

Heroâ‚¬â„¢s mother hides in Austin waitinâ‚¬â„¢ for a loan
Preacherâ‚¬â„¢s teachers boogie down in Saigon,
Tryinâ‚¬â„¢ to make it on their own.

Injun ladies with their cement hair,
Snub Ulysses on the stair
I believe heâ‚¬â„¢s up there sellinâ‚¬â„¢ kitchen wares,
Tryinâ‚¬â„¢ to make it back to Sweden.

Ah, kinda like an Indian beatinâ‚¬â„¢ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilinâ‚¬â„¢ back from the place theyâ‚¬â„¢re in.

Glad to see you on the mend,
Oh, Miss Nickelodeon,
Guess you got the stuff I could not send,
Roll it over again.

Trip in from â‚¬Ëœ43,
A magic boy, his dog and me.
On a run to eternity
Not carinâ‚¬â„¢ what itâ‚¬â„¢s costinâ‚¬â„¢.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatinâ‚¬â„¢ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilinâ‚¬â„¢ back from the place theyâ‚¬â„¢re in.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatinâ‚¬â„¢ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilinâ‚¬â„¢ back from the place theyâ‚¬â„¢re in.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatinâ‚¬â„¢ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilinâ‚¬â„¢ back from the place theyâ‚¬â„¢re in.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatinâ‚¬â„¢ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend ...

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