Narida - The Hollies

Na na na na Narida

Na na na na Narida

Sweet Narida backstreeta, no one can beat her at her own game

Joe Minnesota owed her, didn’t pay, ended up on a different plane

So don’t mess around with sweet Narida

'cos you know no one’s gonna beat her

Narida

Sweet Narida backstreeta, queen of the avenue girls

Climbed the ladder of success doing

What she knew best Have you seen her

Walking down the street in her hoochie-koochie sway

All heads turn, eyes seeing, can’t believe it

Knowing what the guys would like to say

But no chance

Narida

Na na na na Narida

Na na na na Narida

Hard-headed woman, business-minded, very strong

Self-administrator, didn’t take her very long

And I can’t blame her turning out the way she did

I can’t blame her turning out the way she did

Narida

Sweet Narida backstreeta is just gonna carry on

Listening to the whys and wherefores, shepherdess to her flock

So don’t mess around with sweet Narida

'cos you know no one can beat her

Narida

Na na na na Narida

Na na na na Narida