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[Verse 1]
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Is-n't it rich, are we a pair, me here at last on the ground,
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And you in, mid-air, send in, the clowns.
[Verse 2]
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Is…n't it bliss, won’t you approve, one who keeps tear-ing around,
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And one who, can't move, but where are the clowns, send in, the clowns.
[Bridge]
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Just when I stopped, opening doors,
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Finally finding 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..bo..dy’s there.
[Verse 3]
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Don't you love farce, 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; quick, send in the clowns.
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Don't bother, they're here.
[Outro]
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I…sn't it rich, i…sn’t it queer, los-ing my tim-ing this late, in my career?
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But where are, the clowns, send in the clowns,
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Well, may - be, next, year.