Written by Tom Waits
Well, I take ‘em by your house about two forty-five
Sidewalk sundaes, strawberry surprise
I got a cherry popsickle, right on time
A big stick, mama, that’ll blow your mind
'Cuz I'm an Ice Cream Man
I'm a one-man band
I'm an Ice Cream Man, honey, I'll be good to you.
If you meet me in the alley, baby, don’t you fret
Come back around, and don’t forget
When you’re tired and you’re hungry, and you want somethin’ cool
Got somethin’ better than a swimmin’ pool
'Cuz I'm an Ice Cream Man
I'm a one-man band
I'm an Ice Cream Man, honey, I'll be good to you.
If you see me comin’, and you ain’t got no change
Don’t worry, baby, it can be arranged
Show me you can smile, baby, just for me
Feed you with a drumstick, I’ll do it for free
'Cuz I'm an Ice Cream Man
I'm a one-man band
I'm an Ice Cream Man, honey, I'll be good to you.
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