Little partner, you've done very well

In every virtue worth weighing

Now that the carnival's come into town,

We have reason for playing



I gave you an apple, caramel and all

You stood laughing at me

Keep it anyway, think if they last

The fruits of today



Questioning friends can so bring on the blush of a lover

"Some have one favorite, while some have another"



Take the merry-go-'round when it slows to a crawl

Take the horse next to mine

Reach for my hand -- aiming true, we can span,

Hands clasped, the aisle while we're running



Take in the whirl of the world for a while

The calliope's mad, drunken grind

My heart took to skipping in threes

(Kiss me now, kiss me please)



Little partner, you move very well

Even this has me thinking:

How you tip back a bottle of beer

By the neck when you're drinking



Has something about it, a devil-take-all

A boyish and arrogant air

May your boyishness never be calmed,

Never be tamed!



The world is a wasteland of terrible taste

For it's left you unloved and resigned

But here is my apple -- to hell with them, anyway!

Why mirror them, why be unkind?



Take the merry-go-'round when it slows to a crawl

Take the horse next to mine

Reach for my hand -- aiming true, we can span,

Hands clasped, the aisle while we're running



Take in the whirl of the world for a while

The calliope's old, mocking grind...