It's that time of year again,
when the Mister Softee trucks are out in force, blaring that infernal theme song through tinny speakers, hammering the nagging melody deep into one's corpus callosum, even amidst the din of car alarms, honking taxis, rumbling subways and the background buzz of a thousand simultaneous conversations. Well, there are LYRICS to that song:
The creamiest, dreamiest soft ice cream
You get from Mister Softee.
For a refreshing delight supreme
Look for Mister Softee.
My milkshakes and my sundaes and my cones are such a treat.
Listen for my store on wheels—ding-a-ling down the street.
[first four lines repeat]
S-O-F-T double E
© 1960 Mister Softee Co.
(Only because this subject came up at dinner/drinks tonight.)