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A very old friend came by today
and he was telling everyone in town
of all the love that he'd just found
Marie's the name of his latest flame
Talked and talked and I heard him say
that she had the longest blackest hair,
prettiest green eyes anywhere
And Marie's the name of his latest flame
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
a boy is stabbed, his money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
She is Famous, she is Funny
An engagement ring doesn't mean a thing
to a mind consumed by brass money
The last night of the fair
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
her skirt ascends for a watching eye
A hideous trait (on her mother's side)
Then someone falls in love,
someone's beaten up
someone's beaten up
And the senses of being dulled are mine
And someone falls in love,
someone's beaten up
and the senses of being dulled are mine!!
This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
of a speedway operator
is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied,
she said: "How quickly would I die
if I jumped from the top of the parachutes?"
This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
of a speedway operator
is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied,
she said: "How quickly would I die
if I jumped from the top of the parachutes?"
walk home alone,
I might walk home alone
but my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
but my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
but my faith in love is still devout...

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