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See the funny little clown, see the puppet on a string |
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Wind him up, he'll sing, give him candy and he'll dance |
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But be certain not to feel that his funny face is real |
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Step right up and see him folks, couldn't you die at all his jokes |
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Couldn't you cry at all the tricks, he'll come up with in a fix |
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But be certain not to stray 'cause he'll steal your heart away |
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I am a clown, I am a clown, clown |
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You'll always see me smile, you'll never see me frown |
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Sometimes my scenes are good, sometimes they're bad |
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Not funny, ha-ha, funny sad |
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I am a clown, look at the clown, clown |
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Always a laughing face whenever you're around |
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Always the same routine, I never change |
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Not funny, ho-ho, funny strange |
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Sometimes I think the world is a circus town |
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Sometimes I feel like a lonely inside show |
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Man on the flying trapeze, he ain't never comin' down |
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He knows what I know if you look inside |
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If I didn't hide, you might decide you don't want me |
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I am a clown, that's why I'm a clown, clown |
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Just like the fool on the hill beggin' to come down |
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I want to live again, oh, I want to feel |
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Tell me you love me, make me real |
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Tell me you love me, make me real |
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Tell me you love me, make me real |
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See the funny little clown, see the puppet on a string |
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Wind him up and he will sing, give him candy, he will dance |
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But be certain not to feel if his funny face is real |
