Here it comes. Here it comes
Here it comes again
Here it comes, the ice cream truck
People flyin out the doors, runnin up the street
They really love their music
Man, it's just my luck
Baby! Baby! Baby! Come here quick
The melody's about to make me sick
Baby! Baby! Baby! Shut that door
I don't think I can stand anymore

There's too much music in the land
You hear it everywhere
Everybody's in a band - can't get enough of it
Brother Jimmy
Cousin Ray
Mom and Dad on bass and drums
someone here's just gotta quit
Baby! Baby! Baby! Come here quick
The melody's about to make me sick
Baby! Baby! Baby! Shut that door
I don't think I can stand anymore

It's not the sugar
It's not the sticky sludge
People wanna eat that stuff I don't hold a grudge
It's that music - there's too much of it
I wish someone had the guts to quit

Baby! Baby! Baby! Come here quick
The melody's about to make me sick
Baby! Baby! Baby! Shut that door
I don't think I can stand anymore

There's too much music in the land
You hear it everywhere
Everybody's in a band - they can't get enough of it
Brother Jimmy
Cousin Ray
Mom and Dad on bass and drums
they just can't help it
Baby! Baby! Baby! Come here quick
The melody's about to make me sick
Baby! Baby! Baby! Shut that door
I don't think I can stand anymore