Send In The Clowns
Words & Music:
Stephen Sondheim
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Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
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Me here at last on the ground, you in mid-air.
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Where are the clowns?
Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move...
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Where are the clowns? Send in the clowns.
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Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
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Finally knowing 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-one is there.
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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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And where are the clowns?
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Quick, send in the clowns...don't bother, they're here.
Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career.
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And where are the clowns?
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There ought to be clowns...well, maybe next year.