©2010 Dave Clegg
Strollin’ past the livestock arena
At the County Fair
Strange bouquet of cotton candy
And methane in the air.
I nearly dropped my corn dog,
Spilled half my Coke.
When I saw the woman of my dreams
In a cloud of menthol smoke.
Tall, tan, and tempting,
Tattooed girl
She was the ticket-taker and operator
Of the Tilt-A-Whirl.
I rode that ride all evening
‘Til they shut the midway down
Now I’m runnin’ the Double Ferris Wheel
Travelin’ from town to town.
With my fair lady,
Rare, uncultured pearl
My fair lady,
Queen of the Tilt-A-Whirl
I proposed in Memphis,
On the Matterhorn.
In the Sky Tram, near Birmingham,
Our first child was born.
She looks just like her mama,
We named her Loopty Lou
She turned four in Baltimore,
And got her first tattoo.
Every year we celebrate
Our anniversa-ry,
With funnel cakes and french fries,
And a very fine chablis.
Twenty years of roller coasters,
Cows and carousels,
Bumper cars and neon stars
And all those funky smells.
With my fair lady,
Rare, uncultured pearl
My fair lady,
Queen of the Tilt-A-Whirl
My fair lady,
Spin ‘em til they hurl.
My fair lady,
Queen of the Tilt-A-Whirl
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