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Send in the Clowns - Carmen McRae (卡门·麦克蕾)
Isn't it rich?
Are 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'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one
That I wanted was yours.
Making my entrance
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!
And where are the clowns
There are to be the clowns
Don't bother, they're here
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Quick,
Losing my timing this late is my career
And where are the clowns
Quick send in the clowns
Where amazing
