Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
I got a spring in my footstep
Hot dog, I'm looking all right
I got a burning feeling
Way down in my pocket tonight
Shakin' in my pants like thunder
Don't they just sparkle and shine
Traveling everywhere I go
And I love, love, love nickels and dimes
Some, they like folded money
Clipped tight like their fat neckties
Quarters they can take to the laundry
But I think they're just a bit outsized
Ooh, I gotta stick my hand down
I gotta touch 'em from time-to-time
Coolest little things I know
And I love, love, love nickels and dimes
Shiny as a red-hot coal
Smooth as a riverbed stone
My gal, she clutches a roll
Until I get her back home
Then she gives me five-cent kisses
Ooh, and I like that kind
I can get a whole lot more
And I love, love, love nickels and dimes
I got a spring in my footstep
Hot dog, I'm looking all right
I got a burning feeling
Way down in my pocket tonight
Ooh, I gotta stick my hand down
I gotta touch 'em from time-to-time
Coolest little things I know
And I love, love, love nickels and dimes
Nickels and dimes
Nickels and dimes
(I Love) Nickels and Dimes was written by Robbie Fulks.