Here comes the ice-cream man
At the end of the road
With a wish of his magic whip
All the people at the party froze
Screwball, chocolate chip
Umbrella in his white glove hand
Shade from the sun was his intention
Here comes the ice cream man
Bouncing up the hill
With a whip of pumpkin lick
Happy that the cones he fills, for
All the Lantern men
marching down till dawn
Morning come, he fall over
Something new
Something you
Something you'd
Here comes the ice-cream man
At the end of the road
With a wish of his magic whip
All the people at the party froze
I was only 21
when I watched it on TV
I was racing in my heart and then
Something new
Something new