Lemonade Stand

Step up to the sidewalk and pour yourself a tall, cool glass

The pitcher’s overflowing, I got ice cubes strewn across the grass

Your disposition’s sour, the heat must be making you strange

You give me twenty cents and expect a dollar’s change

Oh, I got a hand painted banner

I don’t need no financial planner

I got sugar and water and a spoon in my hand

If your love was a lemon I’d be starting up a lemonade stand

It’s getting near noontime, the sun is blazing in the sky

This special recipe is a one hundred percent natural high

Taking it easy, got the chaise lounge leaning back

I become the innocent victim of a drive by squirt gun attack

Oh, I got a hand painted banner

I don’t need no financial planner

I got sugar and water and a spoon in my hand

If your love was a lemon I’d be starting up a lemonade stand

The local competition’s getting more difficult to beat.

Can I sell more than the new kid, just down the street?

Could it be the flavor or the drink size that’s to blame?

Or could it be his nationwide TV advertising campaign?

Oh, I got a hand painted banner

I don’t need no financial planner

I got sugar and water and a spoon in my hand

If your love was a lemon I’d be starting up a lemonade stand