Need words to "The Popcorn Man" Please

There's a queer little man lives down on the street
where two of the broadest highways meet,
in a queer little house more then half of it glass
with windows that open to all who pass
A low little roof that's narrow and flat
A chimney as black as papa's best hat
The house it is built on this funny plan,
because it's the home of the Pop Corn Man

Popity pop pop, Popity pop pop pop

Oh how does he sleep, I wonder at all,
he must roll himself up like a ball,
or perhaps like a squirll he has stored up himself
all huddely cuddelly on a shelf,
now if he should stretch he's scares have the space
to stretch much more then his smiling face
yet he smiles and he sells all the core that he can,
this dear little queer little pop corn man.

Poppity pop Pop, poppity pop pop pop (however you like your chorus)

Oh I know he is wise from the way that he looks,
he looks like the men I've seen in books
with his hair all pulled out
and his small squinty eyes
and wrinkles so deep, Oh I know he is wise
And Oh how I love the way that he makes
the corn jump and pop into snowy flakes,
he makes them pop pop pop in a covered pan
this dear little queer little pop corn man.

Chorus.

Oh my gosh!!! I want to thank you so very much for writing this post!!!
I remember my Grandma singing this to me!!! I forgot the words and now
I have found the whole song!!!