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Isn't it rich? Aren't we a pair? Me here at last on the ground You in mid-air Send in the clowns Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve? One who keeps tearing around One who can't move Where are the clowns Send in the clowns Just when I stopped, I stopped openin' doors Finally knowin' the one that I really wanted was yours Making my entrance again and again with my usual flair Sure of my lines, no one is there Don't you love farce? My fault I fear I thought that you'd want what I want Sorry my dear But where are the clowns 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 And where are the clowns? They are all to be clowns Well may be next year, isn't it rich? I'll repair, isn't it rich?
