County Fair Songtext
von The Moldy Peaches

Humming this song

Making myself sick (walking)
In my face, a floppy disk (along)
Getting dumb by the day (humming this song)
Never got no time to play (that belong)
Should I feel bad to tell the truth? (Does it belong?)
Sitting sideways on my chair (yeah)

Pencils in your hair, make you so spunkified (in my head)


Baby, do you love me? (Take me to the-)
I don′t even love me (County Fair)
Baby, look above me (tons and tons-)
Baby, please, don't shove me (of things are there)
Baby, if you spoon me (take me on a-)
I will let you moon me, yeah (rollercoaster, yeah)

I could race a car (think)
Through a tunnel in my yard (thinking loud)
Make these hills too steep to climb (in a crowd)
So much steeper in my mind (feeling proud)
Should I feel bad? ′Cause now I know
How to stay, but still, I go (yeah)

I'm confused, and now you look so spunkified (I'm not dead)

Baby, do you love me? (Take me to the-)
I don′t even love me (County Fair)
Baby, look above me (tons and tons-)
Baby, please, don′t shove me (of things are there)
Baby, if you spoon me (take me on a-)
I will let you moon me, yeah (rollercoaster, yeah)