David Byrne
Popsicle
[Verse 1]
I'm hanging round the airport
I'm waiting for the plane
Mm, something sweet and sticky
Mm, runnin' down my hand

[Chorus]
Popsicle of love
Gimme, gimme, gimme one of those
(It's summertime, boy)
Coconut delight
Honey, honey, honey, don't let go
(It's summertime, love)

[Verse 2]
Mm, a kinky little sister
Mm, a-wearin' rubber gloves
A sexual health emergency
A copulation fantasy
You and me, ecstasy
Hate to be reality

[Chorus]
Popsicle of love
Gimme, gimme, gimme one of those
(It's summertime, boy)
I'm taking off my clothes
Honey, honey, honey, don't let go
(It's summertime, love)
(Summertime, summertime, oo)
(Summertime, summertime, oo)
(Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo)
(Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo)

[Verse 1]
Ask, and it shall be given
Pay, and ye shall receive
Cigarettes and pantyhose
Hit me in my funnybone
Hynie hole, Tootsie roll
Jelly roll, it's time to go

[Chorus]
Popsicle of love
Gimme, gimme, gimme one of those
(It's summertime, boy!)
Coconut delight
Honey, honey, honey, don't let go
(It's summertime, love)
I'm throwing up my hands
Buddy, buddy, what's wrong with you
(it's summertime, boy)
I'm blowing up my mind
Lemme, lemme see what I can do
(It's summertime, love)
(Summertime, summertime, oo)
(Summertime, summertime, oo)
(Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo)
(Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo)

(Summertime, oo)
(Summertime, oo)
(Sugar bee, oo)
(Sugar bee, oo)
(Summertime, summertime, oo)
(Summertime, oo)
(Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo)
(Sugar bee, sugar bee, oo)