she was pourin pink lemonade at the carnival corn-dog stand
i was doing three sets a day in an old time trad-jazz band

every day we’d get a little close
meet in the shade under the roller coaster
and we’d like around in the grass
just like our boss said we’re not supposed to

why don’t you wanna be my girl, REBECCA
why don’t you believe anything i say
ah, REBECCA

I come knockin on her window at night and say
can becky come out and play
she close the window, turn out the light
and say oh no no no, no way

c’mon baby, there’s nothing to be afraid of
you just gotta slide out the window and climb down a tree
take a ride up to the old water tower with me
and the moon and the stars and the stuff that dreams are made of

why don’t you wanna be my girl, REBECCA
why don’t you believe anything i say
i won’t ever let you go
i need you more than you even know
and you and i were born to roll together, forever, REBECCA

when we’re seventy-five there’s no doubt we will be
still in love, still alive, rockin outside on the front porch swing
and the kids of our kids will bring their kids over
for the fourth of july and the sparklers will be sparkling
for you and i, queen and king