a variation of “She’ll Be Coming 'Rond the Mountain” with whistles, car horns and a girl’s voice saying “Hello.”
Nothing, as we don’t have ice cream trucks here, and haven’t in the 13 years that I’ve lived here. Quite a shame really, as none of the stores within a reasonable distance sell the same thing they do.
(I miss biting Mickey Mouse’s ears off.)
La Cucaracha
“Pop Goes the Weasel.”
Over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and…
…I’ll probably need a good defense attorney before the day is over.
Turkey in the Straw.
I hate it. Anyone got an exocet missile I can borrow?
I hardly ever encounter ice cream trucks around here, but in the neighborhood where I grew up, it would be “Pop Goes the Weasel”, “Turkey in the Straw”, or “The Entertainer”.
Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini
No jury in the land would convict me.
I can’t tell, because it’s playing through a blown loudspeaker.
Children’s nursery rhymes here. Doesn’t bar me from running out for an, uh, ice cream bar though.
When our kids were young they used to come by without fail just as we were sitting down to our evening meal. I used to want to wreak havoc on that ice cream person.
The Entertainer - Scott Joplin
I love the concept of ice cream being served to musique concrète! 
Mine too. I want an icecream, but I can’t get down the damn stairs fast enough.
At work, near Stifft’s Station, Little Rock, Turkey in the Straw.
Ice cream sandwiches half the size and twice the cost of my youth, and no banana popsicles! 
Same here, especially because it’s been the same damned song for YEARS.
But we were down the Jersey Shore last weekend, and the truck there plays It’s a Small World After All. “Turkey in the Straw” is pretty benign compared to that.
Turkey in the Straw.
Sleighbells; we have paleta carts around here.
Mr. Softee – a chain of soft serve trucks in NYC – plays a little noodley-doo song (noddley-doodley-doodley-doo, do-da-do-da-DOO doo) which, according to what I read in their recent winning trade dress lawsuit, is a Mr. Softee original.
I don’t know what it actually is, but I wish they would play this.
The truck around here, which is the filthiest thing I have ever seen, plays “Let Me Call You Sweetheart” which is the creepiest ice cream truck song ever.
I think it’s The Entertainer around here, too. You know, I’ve never bought an ice cream from a truck in my life - they didn’t have them in the small town I grew up in, and I don’t feel the need to buy ice cream from a truck as an adult.