Bozo's Back Again

Each time I let you hurt me I swear that it’s the last

I long to be your lover but you just want me for the laughs

There are those who think I’m charming, yeah they think I’m Mr. Cool

but with you, I’m just a clown, a joker and a fool

But you don’t deserve my anger, no you’re not the one to blame

I’m the silly moth that keeps on flirting with your flame

All you do is curl your finger and I come runnin’ to your side

Ignoring all the tears and pain, swallowing my pride

Baby Bozo’s back agin

Yeah, put a big nose on me

Hand me down my baggy pants with the polka dots, and then

Crank up that old calliope

I know I swore I wouldn’t come around

Bu there’s no use so why pretend

Guess I was born to be your clown

Yeah baby Bozo’s back again

Just like a Bozo painted on a kiddies punching bag

You knock me down and I bounce right back pretending it’s a gag

I might as well wear grease paint, the way I play my part

But like Pagliacci I’m playin’ with a real live broken heart and

Baby Bozo’s back agin

Yeah, put a big nose on me

Hand me down my baggy pants with the polka dots, and then

Crank up that old calliope

I know I swore I wouldn’t come around

Bu there’s no use so why pretend

Guess I was born to be your clown

Yeah baby Bozo’s back again