Rasputina - State Fair Lyrics
Let me tell 'bout a kid I know.We met a while ago.At the State Fair.He was showing his blue ribbon pig.I was thinging big.While I was combing my hair.He was never like the other guys,Selling curly-fries,Or rigging the games.4-H was his one true love.We'd hang out aboveThe dunk-tank when it rains.I'm gonna step-up, step-up, step-up.I'm never, ever coming home.I'm really into the boys that work there.The feeling you get when your ticket they tear.Four days in May: The State Fair!I used to go out with the other man.He ran the sno-cone stand.He looked good from behind.I like a baggy kind of overall.They don't really show at all.I can use my mindI'm gonna step-up, step-up, step-up.I'm never, ever coming home.