"Popsicle" as written by David Byrne, Jerry Harrison, Chris Frantz and Tina Weymouth....
I'm hanging round the airport
I'm waiting for the plane
Mmm, something sweet and sticky
Runnin'down my hand

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)

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

Popsicle of love
Gimme gimme gimme one of those (hoo!)
(It's summertime, boy!)
I'm taking off my clothes
Honey honey honey don't let go
(It's summertime, love)

Ask, it shall be given
Pay, and ye shall receive
Cigarettes and pantyhose
Hit me in the funny bone
Hynie hole Tootsie roll
Jelly roll Time to go

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, boy!)


Lyrics submitted by Reynard Muldrake

"Popsicle" as written by David Byrne Chris Frantz

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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