SEND IN THE CLOWNS
Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground you in mid-air
Where are the clowns?
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move.
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Just when I stop opening doors
finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my light. No one is there.
Don't you love farce? My fault I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry, my dear!
Where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer?
Losing my timing again in my career
Where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Well, maybe next year.

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