Ice Cream - MIKA

When I hear that sound

I know what's coming 'round

Thirty-nine degrees

Too hot for the bees

The grass is turning yellow

Streets are slow and mellow

The faucet keeps on dripping

And the clock, it keeps on ticking

The swimming pool is laughing with its shining bright blue teeth

Laughing at my body as it's sweltering with heat

The smell of colored plastic baking in the sun

Sweet just like frustration, my senses on the run

I want your ice cream

I want it lying in the sun

I want your ice cream

I want it melting on my tongue

I want your ice cream

I want it, what you're waiting for?

Ice cream, everybody

All I want is more

Ice cream

Filling up the car

The red door burns my thigh

How is this place just standing

With the temperature so hot

Even ground so heavy

Thick with gasoline

My hands will keep me steady

Harder than I've ever been

The swimming pool is laughing with its shining bright blue teeth

Laughing at my body as it's sweltering with heat

The smell of colored plastic baking in the sun

Sweet just like frustration, my senses on the run

I want your ice cream

I want it lying in the sun

I want your ice cream

I want it melting on my tongue

I want your ice cream

I want it, what you waiting for?

Ice cream, everybody

All I want is more

Ice cream

I want your ice cream

I want it lying in the sun

I want your ice cream

I want it melting on my tongue

I want your ice cream

I want it lying in the sun

I want your ice cream

I want it melting on my tongue

I want your ice cream

I want it, what you waiting for?

Ice cream, everybody

All I want is more