Fizzy Pop

Fizzy Pop
by: Lord Jon Ray
Genre: Barbershop Pop Commercial

Lyrics:
On the corner peddling pop, that's my daily grind,
Fizzy Pop's the name, satisfaction you'll find!
A nickel a bottle for that effervescent bliss,
In this land of opportunity, you can't top this!

Hey there Mr. Fizzy, whatcha got in store?
The bees' knees pop this side of the grocer's door!
Lemon or cherry, orange or lime,
Fizzy Pop's gonna make you feel sublime!

Atomic age is here, the future's looking jake,
Marquee signs are blazing, no mistake!
Got my aluminum suitcase packed with Fizzy cheer,
Dreaming of the day I'll be a tycoon, no fear!

Hey there Mr. Fizzy, whatcha got in store?
The cat's meow pop this side of the grocer's door!
Root beer or cream, grape or cherry too,
One sip of Fizzy and your dreams'll come true!

From tenement to White House green,
Fizzy Pop'll be the bees' knees scene!
Red white and blue's my favorite tang,
For this grand land I'll always hang!

Hey there Mr. Fizzy, whatcha got in store?
The elephant's eyebrows pop this side of the grocer's door!
So let freedom ring with that fizzy zing,
Fizzy Pop's the real American thing!