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Our flame smelling sweeter
than those flames that lick
those slabs of meat at those summer carnivals.

Cotton candy smiles,
roller coaster highs
and side show lows.

Dark ride chills
and fun house thrills.

The carnival is in town,
so take a walk with me,
up the midway and down.

When the starry night falls, that’s when the fun starts.

Bringing us together on the Tilt-a-Whirl, then apart,
with every twist and turn
these games are rigged, a lesson to be learned.

Cotton candy smiles,
roller coaster highs
and side show lows.
Dark ride terrors
and fun house thrills.