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The circus takes leave from Amsterdam - it's 10 p.m., they need to move on |
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They lower the shakes as they rise their heads - when the trapeze girl comes along |
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I see a little girl named Suzanna, hiding with the elephants |
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She tells me she can't live without them - wishing a new day would never rise |
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If she could see herself in 40 years |
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Still no elephant for her to ride on |
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To see herself in 40 years |
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No great escape but I might be wrong |
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As the old man walles up to the horses and the clowns fake their own, last smiles |
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I see the parents got away with laughter - I guess their money made it worthwhile |
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To see myself in 40 years |
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Will I be there with my grandchildren |
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To see myself in 40 years |
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The same silly things, agan and again |
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But a dream's all right - won't harm to think out loud |
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I hope Suzanna's all right - alone in her zoo all night |
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Is there anybody out there who can give me a peace of mind |
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I am looking for an answer which's lately been so hard to find |
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To see myself in 40 years |
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Will I be there with my grandchildren |
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To see myself in 40 years |
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The same silly things, agan and again |