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 above
The 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 mind

I'm gonna step-up, step-up,
Step-up.
I'm never, ever coming home.