Don't want your lo-o-o-o-ove anymore. Don't want your ki-i-i-i-isses, that's for sure. I die each time I hear this sound: "Here he co-o-o-o-omes. That's Cathy's clown."
I've gotta stand tall. You know a man can't crawl. But when he knows you tell lies And he hears 'em passin' by, He's not a man at all.
Don't want your lo-o-o-o-ove anymore. Don't want your ki-i-i-i-isses, that's for sure. I die each time I hear this sound: "Here he co-o-o-o-omes. That's Cathy's clown."
When you see me shed a tear And you know that it’s sincere, Dontcha think it’s kinda sad That you’re treatin’ me so bad, Or don’t you even care?
Don't want your lo-o-o-o-ove anymore. Don't want your ki-i-i-i-isses, that's for sure. I die each time I hear this sound: "Here he co-o-o-o-omes. That's Cathy's clown. That's Cathy's clown. That's Cathy's clownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.