Goin' To The Fair

Goin' to the fair
The neon lights are shining like a gypsy with flowers in her hair.
She moves her hips in circles
beneath the paint and the sparkles
as the cries of her young lovers fill the air,
at the fair.

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It's two for a dollar
won't you step inside
Guess your age, guess your weight
or you can take a ride.
and mount up on the big wheel
and ride her to the sky.
If she's gone tomorrow
Well, didn't you have yourself a time.

Going to the fair
the cotton candy humming like the sigh of a woman in your ear.
More than just the August
heat is walking loose upon the street
and if you ever feel it you'll be there,
at the fair.

Well there's still got to be a little time to dream.
She ain't pretty, she's as pretty as she needs
There's nothing wrong with getting lost on purpose for a while.
We'll all be old soon enough living on memories of a smile.

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