Maybe i'm a little old-fashioned, maybe you're a little unkind
maybe i'm a little impatient, we'll concede that in mind
you won't give me your number, you won't give me your time
you said meet me on the corner, and there's still no sign
maybe i'm a little outdated, maybe a little out of time
to believe your heart is in the right place
despite what you're doing to mine
so i'm standing on the corner, looking like i don't care
d'you wanna crucify my feelings with your fingernails
and leave the loneliest boy in the western world
cruising the streets for an ice cream girl
i feel like a shady politician trying to sell a broken-down car
sit home sleeping for virgin princess, you know that's not whatyou are
do i have to feel this small before you'll play ball?
maybe i lack sophistication, maybe a little unrefined
so my credit ain't too good, well call a dollar a dime
you won't give me your number, you won't give me your time
i'm standing on the corner, and there's still no sign
d'you wanna crucify my feelings with your fingernails
and leave the loneliest boy in the western world
cruising the streets for an ice cream girl, hey
d'you wanna crucify my feelings with your fingernails
and leave the loneliest boy in the western world
cruising the streets for an ice cream girl
Ice Cream Girl Lyrics by Lloyd Cole
