God Hates the Ice Cream Man by Thel Lyrics

Each day I sip the turkeys straw again
And the man inside has so many flavors to give (So many flavors!)
One for each day of the week
How could you pick what to eat
But I fear (Yes I fear)
Yes I fear (Yes I fear)
They're for something else

For God hates
The ice cream man
In his white striped hat
And perfect summers tan, oh
God hates
The ice cream man
So the boys just buy a sundae

Uh huh
And I see the boys with their cherry painted lips again
And I guess its the agе where that's the popsiclе to lick
And these boys (These boys!)
These silly little boys
With their B-I-B-L-Es
And funny collard tees
Lounging around writing
Blackout poetry
For God hates
The ice cream man
In his white striped hat
And perfect summers tan, oh
God hates
The ice cream man
So the boys just buy a sundae

Oh who are you
To just get close enough to me oh
To knock off
Just the tip of my vanilla ice cream

God hates
The ice cream man
In his white striped hat
And perfect summers tan, oh
God hates
The ice cream man
So the boys just buy
So the boys just buy
So the boys just buy a sundae
Uh huh