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Isn't it rich, are we a pairMe here at last on the groundYou in mid-airSend in the clownsIsn't it bliss, don't you approveOne who keeps tearing aroundOne who can't moveWhere are the clownsSend in the clownsJust when I'd stopped opening doorsFinally knowing the one that I wanted was yoursMaking my entrance again with my usual flairSure of my linesNo one is thereDon't you love a farce,My fault I fear,I thought that you'd want what I wantSorry my dear!But where are the clownsThere ought to be clownsQuick send in the clownsWhat a surprise,Who could foresee?I'd come to feel about youWhat you felt about me?Why only now when I seeSongtexteThat you've drifted away?What a surpriseWhat a clicheIsn't it rich, isn't it queerLosing my timing this late in my careerAnd where are the clownsQuick send in the clownsDon't bother, they're here Aus Songtexte Mania