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I'm staying right here. I haven't the slightest interest in fairs That's because you've never been to one. You can creep out late at night and find a fantastic banquet! A fair is a veritable smorgasbord-orgasbord-orgasbord After the crowds have ceased Each night when the lights go out It can be found on the ground All around Oh, what a ratly feast! Is this true? Is this appetizing yarn of yours true? Will I find Melon rinds and bits of hot dogs Cookie crumbs and rotten cotton candy Melted ice cream, mustard driplings Moldy goodies everywhere? Yes, yes Lots of popcorn, apple cores Banana peels and soggy sandwiches And gobs of gorgeous gook to gobble at the fair? Yes, yes, yes I like high living but you say tempts me It's true. Go to the fair, Templeton You mean tin cans with particles of tuna fish stuck into 'em? Greasy paper bags stuffed with rotten eggs? Yep, yep, yep Don't tell me anymore! I'm going! A fair is a veritable smorgasbord-orgasbord-orgasbord After the gates are shut Each night when the lights go out It can be found on the ground All around That's where a rat can glut, glut, glut, glut! The goose was right. This fair is a rat's paradise. This will be a night to remember! A fair is a veritable smorgasbord-orgasbord-orgasbord After the crowds have ceased Each night when the lights go out It can be found on the ground All around Oh, what a ratly feast! Melon rinds and bits of hot dogs Cookie crumbs and rotten cotton candy Melted ice cream, mustard driplings Moldy goodies everywhere Lots of popcorn, apple cores Banana peels and soggy sandwiches And gobs of gorgeous gook to gobble at the fair A fair is a veritable smorgasbord-orgasbord-orgasbord After the gates are shut Each night when the lights go out It can be found on the ground All around That's where a rat can glut, glut, glut, glut!
Writer(s): Richard Sherman, Robert Sherman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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