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Time Sawyer
Time Sawyer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samuel Tayloe
Samuel Tayloe
Songwriter

Lyrics

The Auto show’s in Wichita
I rode my Hog from Arkansas
Challengers I’d seen em all, and I’m about to switch gears
The dunk tank, then the kissing booth
World’s largest snake, then the k-hissing booth
Now to do what I came to do, ain’t feeling no fear
I came to dance, came to dance
I got nowhere to be ‘til Monday, won’t you take my hand
It’s the best weekend of the year, when the carnival is here, in the parking lot that the dance hall shares with the Wichita Auto Show
It’s a triple scoop dessert, the highest feeling on earth
A party for the overworked that comes once a year.
World’s most sparkle per square inch, so many different kinds of twins
When they cut the headlights on you know I’m about to cut in
I came to dance, I came to dance
This cheesesteak ain’t settled, I’ll stay as long as I can
It’s no secret, you oughta hear, all you gotta do is steer
To the parking lot that the dance hall shares with the Wichita Auto Show.
It’s no secret, you oughta hear
All you got to do is steer
To the parking lot that the dance hall shares…
The Auto Show’s in Wichita
I rode my Hog from Arkansas
Challengers I’d seen em all, and I’ll see ‘em next year.
Written by: Samuel Tayloe
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