Stick Stickly Lyrics - Lemon Demon

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 

Everyday 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 

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 googly 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 say 

Write to me 

Stick Stickly 

P.O. Box 963 

New York City, 

New York State 

10108 

10108 

10108 

10108