[Verse 1: Two-tone ska male lead, punchy rimshot drums, chopping offbeat guitar] Name is Sal, I run the blue truck, twenty summers on this street Got the fudge bars and the cherry swirls, the coldest stuff you'll eat Then the pink truck rolls in May with a lady at the wheel Rosa with the sprinkles and the half-price deal So I turned my jingle up and she turned her jingle more Now the windows up on Maple rattle like a war Knocked a quarter off my cones, she gave the kids a free dip I threw in a napkin, she threw a cherry on the tip I put a speaker on the roof, she put two on the hood Now the whole block holds its ears and the summer's understood [Hook: female singer Rosa sings the hook, Two-tone ska male lead answers, full ska band] Here comes the meltdown, right on Maple Street Two trucks blarin' in the summer heat Turn it up, rude boy, turn it up loud Everybody's drippin' in the middle of the crowd [Verse 2: Two-tone ska male lead, bouncing bass guitar, chopping offbeat guitar] By July we're at the corner, nose to nose and fender to fender Playin' Pop Goes the Weasel at a volume that'll end ya Rosa leans out yellin', Sal, your fudge bars taste like tin I lean out and tell her, Rosa, sprinkles ain't a win Pick it up, pick it up, now the jingles goin' faster Kids are standin' on the curb like they're watchin' a disaster Then the heat comes in at a hundred and one And the asphalt's gettin' gooey in the afternoon sun [Hook: female singer Rosa sings the hook, Two-tone ska male lead answers, full ska band] Here comes the meltdown, right on Maple Street Two trucks blarin' in the summer heat Turn it up, rude boy, turn it up loud Everybody's drippin' in the middle of the crowd [Bridge: Two-tone ska male lead, chime clash, two tinny toy-chime melodies collide over the skank guitar] Both trucks blarin' for an hour and nobody gives in Then my freezer gives a cough and hers coughs back again Fudge bars slidin' off the sticks and the sprinkles turn to paste Rosa's lookin' over at me and I'm lookin' at the waste Then the kids walk right on by us, every single one To two little girls with a table in the sun Lemonade, a dollar, and a sign in purple marker Rude boy, they skanked right past us and the summer's gettin' darker [Final Hook: female singer Rosa sings the hook, Two-tone ska male lead answers, full ska band, both jingles still clashing] Here comes the meltdown, right on Maple Street Two trucks blarin' in the summer heat Turn it up, rude boy, turn it up loud Everybody's drippin' in the middle of the crowd [End]
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