Mr. Softee

The bright striped tees and white Levis,
The Hurricanes' Danelectro slides, ah ah
Will harbor the failing summer light
That lies in back of every smile, ah ah
I am Mr Softee's tune and I mete out your youth

Is it a different sun that rises
Over the rest of our lives, ah ah
Lighting up our waveless smiles
And playing out our B sides, besides? ah ah
I am Mr Softee's theme and I will prompt your dreams

When the fun is barbed with wire,
When the smiles droop on one side,
I will reside in the turns off highways,
In cool thoughts on wine-bitter days
C'mon, play

Is it a different man who tries
To shake the cool data from his eyes, ah ah
On days it don't seem to pay to rise?
There are rumors of Mr. Softee crying, ah ah
I am Mr Softee's tear and I forget the year
Come here



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Chanin
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