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Maybe I was six or maybe five or three Eating Popsicle's on my grandpa's knee Watching football on his big TV Thinkin' I can do that, how hard can that be? Then I heard the ice cream man driving down my street I had to go outside before he drove by me Saw that big white truck and all of that ice cream And I thought to myself, I though to myself Wish I could be anything I want to be Wanna be a fireman, wanna be an astronaut Wanna sail the sea just like a sailor, but it's not the end of the world So baby don't get upset it's just a little regret, I'm a big boy now Wearin' big boy clothes, drivin' down my street In my rodeo, workin' the same old scene Tryin' to make a go if you call me on my cell, we'll do lunch sometime I feel just like an Edsel but you learn from your mistakes