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Lyrics by: Lou Busch, Allan Sherman
# Debut Chart
59 Jul '64 Hot 100
9 Aug '64 Adult Contemp


G-R-A-N-A-D-A Camp Granada, blech Hello, Muddah, Hello, Fadduh I am back at Camp Granada And I'm writing you this letter Just to say my compound fracture's Getting better No one here knows where my trunk is And my bunk is where the skunk is And this year the food's improving Cause the little black things in it Are not moving Our camp nurse is quite a swimmer She says swimming makes you slimmer Her name's Mrs. Pellagreenie Have you ever seen a whale in a bikini All our bathrooms have such thin doors Gee, I wish they'd move them indoors We're all tired of Mother Goose here So next Friday night They're having Lenny Bruce here

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Let me stay, oh, Muddah, Fadduh Let me stay, I love Granada Every night the camp fire's really keen Oh, ma, please send some unguentine Let me stay, up here In mother nature's land and Tiptoe through the tulips grand To leave would be a shame Besides, I'd miss the poker game Please don't worry, Fadduh, Muddah I'll take care of little Bruddah He plays ball here and he rows here And I hope they teach him how To blow his nose here He wakes up at half past six and Goes directly to the quicksand He was lonely, now he's better He's like all of us except His bed is wetter


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