A country lane. 3 boys sit by and on a wooden fence. 2 whistle. 1 sings;
Marvin (along with the guys' whistling tune). Oh what a day for daydream
What a day for a daydream, oh boy
You can dance by barbed wire
You could fall down and broken your button nose
A trickle of love songs will drip down onto your blouse
Before your heart's break by kisses from all the sad clowns
Oh, it's the loneliest Saturday night.
The circus is in town.
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