PG: Hey Nacho, what’s your favorite snack food? Nacho: When the fantasy has ended/ and all the children are gone/ Something good inside of me/ helps me to carry on. PG: Singing? Oh…okay. You’re really going to-- Nacho: I ate some bugs/ I ate some grass/ I used my hand, to wipe… PG: Whoa. Nacho: my tears/ O Pistachios! / Pistachios! Pistachios! (diddle-diddle-dee, diddle-diddle-dee) O Pistachios! PG: Good choice. Nice and healthy. Nacho: When I am eating at the party/Everyone is dancing, happy, party/ But Nacho is not dancing, he does not dance at the party/ Where are the pistachios? PG: You really love them, don’t you? Nacho: At night I play my games/ I go to sleep, I think of pistachios/ The people in the street/ they eating treats, they eating candies. PG: Any other favorites? Nacho: Pistachios, number one/ the secret of desire/ RAPAPAPAPILIAPUPALIAPUPPA/ Pistachios, number one/ they put the people all on fire/ RAPAPAPAPILIAPUPALIAPUPPA/ Pistachios, number one/ eat them on the playa/ RAPAPAPAPILIAPUPALIAPUPPA PG: Alrighty then. I’m gonna go with no. |
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