World's Fair Songtext
von Hi Crime

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