and waiting all year long
Pat their kids in the back of the car
while the radio's carrying on
And the sun is high in the big blue sky
when they suddenly see the sky
Papa buys tickets for all the rides,
and the kids can hardly wait
To sit on top of the Ferris wheel,
waitin' down to mama the gate
And they scream and shout
then they're off to another line,
Yes, it's Sunday afternoon at
Cocktail candy and lem onade
are lunch that can't be beat
After that it's the spooky house
where the scare right off of the beat
And before they know it's time to go
and they're down to their final ride
On this Sunday afternoon at
The sun is down and it's time to go,
cause it sure is getting late.
Papa and Mom are a little tired,
but the kids can hardly wait.
Until next year, when the time is near,
and they'll see painted on the sign,
that on Sunday afternoon,
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