Right this way, folks!
Step up to the stage, folks!
Don't be shy
The carnival is here! Feast your eyes
On the faces
Exhibits, and races
Not to mention the rides
What a setting for a budding groom and
Bride!
But hold the phone!
Who's that standing by the Tilt-AWhirl?
He's all alone
Is there a more peculiar freak anywhere
Than the bachelor at the fair?

Holding his head down
He enters the fairgrounds
He stops at a food stand
Checks out the band, and
Averting his gazе
From the couples on the midway
(Thеy're looking so proud)
He wonders aloud
Why he's the only boy
Without a girl for whom to win
A great stuffed toy;
Ah, but the solitude's enough of a bear
For the bachelor at the fair
From the Merry-Go-Round
Come the coupling sounds
Of his amorous peers
Our bachelor blocks his ears
When a girl in a green blouse
There by the funhouse
Catches his eye
But looks away the moment her guy
Slides into sight
Takes her hand, and whisks her away
Into the night
This as the couples to coo in midair
Above the bachelor at the fair

The sky grows dark
As he heads to the car park
He stops at a stall
Where he sees they're selling alcohol
A "Cheers!" and a clink;
And all the couples set to drinking
He orders a tall one
After he's all done
He watches from his stool
All the couples laugh and chatter away
And keeping his cool
He pantomimes a toast in air
Here's to the bachelor at the fair!
But hold the phone
Does any of this ring a bell?
He's not alone
Come on, admit it, you've all been
There!
You've been the bachelor at the fair