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All right Danny, what do you wanna hear? Send in the clown For my boy Danny what's it here? Send in the clowns You want the Manilow version? I'm tired of chewin' on your toenail I'm tired of listenin' to your band I'm tired of pullin' on your pigtail Just wanna play poker like a man One day I'll have a house in Florida With a little dog in the yard I play piano in a beauty parlor Put my costumes on my card, yeah No more wet t-shirt contests No more singin' in a bar Gonna put on my little black dress Go out dancin' like a star, yeah It's too late to call my brother Billy He cut me off in ‘94 He joined a little church outside the city He don't recognize me anymore I wear my undies on the outside SongtexteLike a fallen woman in a pew But I wear my undies with pride (ha ha ha) What else am I supposed to do? Yeah No more wet t-shirt contests No more singin' in a bar Gonna put on my little black dress, people, yeah Go out dancin' like a star I feel like my Christian phase is comin' My fans are getting pretty bored But meanwhile I just keep on hummin' Here in the bosom of the Lord, yeah No more wet t-shirt contests No more singin' in a bar Gonna put on my little black dress Go out dancin', dancin' like a star, yeah Hey Here we go, babe Keep it goin' Settle on those clouds Settle on those clouds, baby Isn't it rich? Isn't it rich? Isn't it rich? Hey, come on, keep goin' Isn't it rich? Isn't it rich? Aus Songtexte Mania