Said the momma to the baby in the corn
You are my firstborn
You shall here on in be known as the Spotlight Kid
In the mornin' cry of the rooster
The baby lay alone
And the old cow in the green grass
Shed white tears in the red-hot sun
An' the Spotlight Kid stood under the moon that evenin’
Givin' her alibis 'n eatin' her à la modes
Yeah now, ice cream man searchin' high 'n low
For his à la modes, for his à la modes
And the green frogs croakin' around his abode
And the mud cat pond by the old willow road
All night the village waited and the Spotlight Kid never showed
She was up on the mountain
Tellin' her alibis an' eatin' her à la modes
Momma still knew she was the one
She was the one who stole the pie from old mommy eye
Window bare, yeah, rockin' chair groanin' like a grizzly bear
An' the ice cream man searchin' high 'n low
For his à la modes, for his à la modes
All night the village waited and the Spotlight Kid never showed
She was up on the mountain
Tellin' her alibis an' eatin' her à la modes