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GThe ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan
He's got seventy-eights by Hank Snow
CWalks down the street, shufflin' his feet
To the rhythm that only he Gknows
And I've Bmseen him in so many plaCces
I Bmsaw him on the night I was Fborn D
DIn a BourGbon Street bar, I received my first scar
From an Dold man so Ctattered and torn G
CAnd the wino and I know the pain of street singin'
Like the Gdoor-to-door salesman
GKnows the pains of bell ringin'
DStrange situation, Cwild occupation
Livin' my life like aG song
The coffee is strong at the Cafe du Monde
And the donuts are too hot to touch
But just like a fool, when those sweet goodies cool
I eat till I eat way too much
'Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me
Be they pastry or lobster or love
I'm just tryin' to get by being quiet and shy
In a world full of pushin' and shove
And the wino and I know the pain of back bustin'
Like the farmer knows the pain
Of his pickup truck rustin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
DSweet sen~orita won't you Cplease come with Gme
DBack to the island honey, Cback to the Gsea
DBack to the only place thatC I want to Dbe
And the wino and I know the joy of the ocean
Like a boy knows the joy
Of his milkshake in motion
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Yes it's a strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
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