歌詞
Goin' down to the county fair
Even though I met you there
Doesn't mean I love you
Took a ride on the carousel
Got on the Gravitron
'Til I didn't feel well
I know it never made you sick
Lots of things never made you sick
Like riding in the back of the bus
Eating food that truckers bought
We were just sixteen, born in 1993
Fannie Mae cleaned out your dad's IRA
So you couldn't go to college
You just stuck around town
'Til one day you find yourself
It's good enough for now
Got a part time job at the flower shop
Trimming the trees and driving a truck
You work with a high school kid who sells you pot
la-da-di-da, la-da-di-da
Tears went down your face
When you threw your trophies away
Fannie Mae cleaned out your dad's IRA
Hooray!
Goin' down to the county fair
Even though I met you there
Doesn't mean I love you
I guess I never loved you
I guess I never loved you
I guess I never loved you
Written by: Christopher George Burns, William George Leet
