My Popsicle
We crawl towards a warmthless light
Towards a wild and endless night
My pop (my pop)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
Made by your mom and me
Times square once was dark and wild
And frightening to a guileless child
My pop (my pop)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
Made by your mom and me
And shorelines all were sparse and cold
Just sunrise, sharks and wind and poems
Oh, my pop (my pop)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
My popsicle (my popsicle)
Made by your mom and me
