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Isn't it rich? |
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Are we a pair? |
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Me here at last on the ground, you in mid-air |
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Where are the clowns? |
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Isn't it bliss? |
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Don't you approve? |
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One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move |
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Where are the clowns? |
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There ought to be clowns |
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Just when I'd stopped opening doors |
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Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours |
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Making my entrance again with my usual flair |
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Sure of my lines, no one is there |
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Don't you love farce? |
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My fault, I fear |
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I thought that you'd want what I want, sorry, my dear |
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But where are the clowns, send in the clowns |
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Don't bother, they're here |
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Isn't it rich? |
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Isn't it queer? |
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Losing my timing this late in my career |
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But where are the clowns? |
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There ought to be clowns |
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Well, maybe next year |
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