State Fair Lyrics - Rasputina

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