Lyrics:

Maureen and stan were looking for a job They got songs for every occasion And a little limelight robbery No one will employ them There's nothing to decide So he autographs his overdraft While she goes out of her mind Stuck on the wall with a thousand faces Unwanted posters of the haunted places Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Maureen and stan at the skating rink Looking for the drummer who threw up in the sink Laughing and singing, dressed up like dice Maybe they could freeze to death out there on the ice Look at the graceful way she dances On foot speaks, the other answers Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones She plays the queen of the fleapit He plays a spanish guitar He got a black eye from a waitress She's not seeing any stars You can be refused, you can be replaced You can change your name but you can't change your face While they make believe it's just another holiday They turn on each other when they hear that joker say Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train We only want the pretty ones