I remember

When I was just a boy

Summer afternoons

Would fill me up with joy

I'd sit right down

Turn on the TV

Every day

I'd giggle mischeviously

I remember

Laughing like a buffoon

When I'd watch him

On Nick in the Afternoon

He was my favorite thing

About Nick

Yes that little

Popsicle, Stick Stickly!

(Ooh-ooh-ooh!)

And he'd sing

"Write to me

Stick Stickly!

P.O. Box 963

New York City

New York State

10108!

10108!"

It's been years now

Since his show has aired

We sent a letter, it got

Returned, and now we're scared

Where'd he go?

What did they do with him

When they decided they were

Through with him?

Did they break him

Or burn him down for heat?

Were his googley eyes

Thrown out in the street?

Or is he fine?

That's what I'm praying

I recall he was always saying

"Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down!"

And he'd sing

"Write to me

Stick Stickly!

P.O. Box 963

New York City

New York State

10108!

10108!

10108!

10108!"