4:27 — that’s the time that she goes home 4:27 — when she walks all alone 4:27 — when they posted the picture with the dog 4:27-after her tennis club And the ice cream truck ring rings so nobody hears her Scream, scream as they pull her to the backseat with Barbie dreams and candy meal treats Oh, tell me, tell me, little girl, have you ever licked the cone of an ice cream fella? With bubblegum hair and lipstick flavors Have you a cupcake dress-up or cherry makeup? You know the cookie spoils if you leave it longer — Good thing your little follower is stronger And they’ll all blame your hair, the shoes that you wear, ’cause your screams weren’t louder, your socks weren’t higher, and you should’ve ran faster. Tell me, tell me, little girl, have you ever licked the cone of an ice-cream fella with bubble gum hair and lipstick flavors? Tell me, tell me, little girls, don’t you think this is for a motive? ’Cause binkies are coercive and I guess diapers aren’t subversive enough.