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Ice Cream Man


Hot summer days i remember most running, swimming, playing Shoulders burnt like toast The sweet melody playing from down the street Id run so fast, hearing the pavement beneath my feet Strawberry, vanilla chocolate and more Nuts, sprinkles and sweets galore! id count my change i collected all spring i layed it on the counter and start so sing "Ice cream! Ice cream" i would shout Id take a bite and have no doubt The best memories were those years I was young, happy and had no fears.
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