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Cotton candy two for a quarter |
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See if the fat man |
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can guess your weight |
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A big stuffed tiger is |
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what I bought her |
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And I'm going home |
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cause it's late |
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Roller coasters make me dizzy |
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And cotton candy makes me sick |
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I wish I had some |
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Bromo fizzy |
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Now that would do the trick |
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Everyone knows that the |
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clowns aren't happy |
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And everyone knows that |
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the people don't care |
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I wish I could laugh at |
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the way that they're acting |
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But I'm so sick |
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I just don't dare to |
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High wire dancers kick and balance |
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White silk horses step in time |
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The tattooed man |
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displays his talents |
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I'm not the talented kind |
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I always go to |
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the circus on Sunday |
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And there I can laugh |
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at the people I see |
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But when I leave home |
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in the morning on Monday |
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Everybody laughs at me |
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you konw I make other |
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people nervous |
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I guess that's why |
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they laugh at me |
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But to me my life is |
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a three ring circus |
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And I can see it for free |
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Have you seen my wife Elvira |
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She can tame a lion |
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you know |
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Well I once had |
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a bushy mane |
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But that was |
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so damn long ago |
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|
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Tight collared clowns |
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in plastic buildings |
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Have happy families as their fate |
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Happy jobs and happy clubs |
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And happy people they hate |
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Everyone's juggling |
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and everyone's acting |
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With smiles of grease |
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paint three feet wide |
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Everyone's caught |
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on a carousel pony |
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And one time around |
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is a lifetime ride |
