World's Fair

I met my love in 1904 On the street of the fair They got the car and they got the money I got the dirt in my hair Oh, and you got nothing to lose You're at the top of your game Please don't be bothered by the holes in my shoes darling I'm sure we all look the same-but I Hope you don't mind me asking a favor Tell me your name, 'cause you're beautiful, wonderful I would like to meet you at the top of the wheel Think I saw Geronimo In a tent down by the park And from the canals, we saw the lights Make sure it never got dark 20 million other people On the ground below Keep on talking on and on ya know You're really making me