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Lute Music: The Shoemaker's Wife, A Toy lyrics

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Send In The Clowns (from 'A Little Night Music')
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
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?
There ought to be clowns
Well maybe next year.

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