Very old friend. Came by today. As he was telling everyone in town. Of all the love that he'd just found. And 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) oh. . 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 being dulled are mine. And someone falls in love. Someone's beaten up. And the senses 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. Oh if I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?". . ...Oh 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.