| Been workin like a dawg, slavin on the fence line,
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| Stretchin those wires tight.
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| Diggin and tappin and sweatin in the sunshine,
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| But I get off tnight.
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| I got a date with a girl, a perdy ranchers daughter,
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| Green as her golden hair.
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| Gonna pick her up at 8 after some soap and water.
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| And were headin to the county fair.
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| Well theres a full moon in the western sky,
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| And theres magic in the air.
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| Aint nothin I know of, can make you fall in love,
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| Like a night at the county fair.
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| Well, we walked through the midway, the lights and the laughter,
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| She puts her little hand in mine.
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| Well, she dont act like she knows what Im after,
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| But tnight Im gonna make her mine.
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| You know the tunnel of love, well it aint my style.
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| So Im gonna take on the ferris wheel.
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| Way up in the sky, with the stars in her eyes,
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| Im gonna tell her just how I feel.
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| Well, theres a full moon in the western sky,
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| And theres magic in the air.
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| Aint nothin I know of, can make you fall in love,
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| Like a night at the county fair.
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| Well I know monday mornin, Ill be back on the fence-line,
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| But itll be allright.
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| cause that perdy little girl says shes gonna be all mine.
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| Im gonna see her next friday night.
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| Well theres a full moon in the western sky,
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| And theres magic in the air.
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| Aint nothin I know of, can make you fall in love,
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| Like a night at the county fair.
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| Aint nothin I know of, can make you fall in love,
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| Like a night at the county fair. |