Thursday, March 21, 2013


He’s the ice cream man, baby

I was a poor boy on the poor side of town
one day I saw a bank robbery go down
one of the bank robbers waved at me
said get in the car and away we went yippee.
First we stopped at the ice cream store
and we gave the owner so much money
that the kids in the neighborhood never had to
pay for ice cream no more.Then we go arrested
with ice cream on our shirts and went to jail
for a very long time.

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