Let me tell 'bout a kid I know.
We met a while ago.
At the State Fair.
He was showing his blue ribbon pig.
I was thinging big.
While I was combing my hair.
He was never like the other guys,
Selling curly-fries,
Or rigging the games.
4-H was his one true love.
We'd hang out above
The dunk-tank when it rains.
I'm gonna step-up, step-up, step-up.
I'm never, ever coming home.
I'm really into the boys that work there.
The feeling you get when your ticket they tear.
Four days in May: The State Fair!
I used to go out with the other man.
He ran the sno-cone stand.
He looked good from behind.
I like a baggy kind of overall.
They don't really show at all.
I can use my mind
I'm gonna step-up, step-up, step-up.
I'm never, ever coming home.
We met a while ago.
At the State Fair.
He was showing his blue ribbon pig.
I was thinging big.
While I was combing my hair.
He was never like the other guys,
Selling curly-fries,
Or rigging the games.
4-H was his one true love.
We'd hang out above
The dunk-tank when it rains.
I'm gonna step-up, step-up, step-up.
I'm never, ever coming home.
I'm really into the boys that work there.
The feeling you get when your ticket they tear.
Four days in May: The State Fair!
I used to go out with the other man.
He ran the sno-cone stand.
He looked good from behind.
I like a baggy kind of overall.
They don't really show at all.
I can use my mind
I'm gonna step-up, step-up, step-up.
I'm never, ever coming home.
Lyrics submitted by LilBowieGirl
State Fair Lyrics as written by Melora Creager
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They don't really show it all
I can use my mind"
I think that is relating to her preference in the way men dress (oviously). Baggy, it leaves room for the imagination. ;D