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