Feeling low, take a ride to a show in town. Hear the jokes, have a drink and a laugh at the clown. In a whirl, see a girl with a smile in her eyes. Never thought I'd be brought down by her lies.
In a trance, watch her dance to the beat of the drums. Faster now, sweating brow, I'm all fingers and thumbs. Wonder why (I) hit the sky when she blows me a kiss. In a while, run a mile: I'm regretting all this.
“Ha ha!”, said the clown,“has the king lost his crown?” “Is the night being tight on romance?” “Ha ha!” said the clown. “Is it bringing you down “that you lost your chance?”
Time to go, close the show, wave the people goodbye. Grab my hat, grab my coat, look that girl in the eye. “Where's your home? What's your phone number? Stop fooling round!” Could have died, she replied: “I'm the wife of the clown!”
“Ha ha!”, said the clown,“has the king lost his crown?” “Is the night being tight on romance?” “Ha ha!” said the clown. “Is it bringing you down “that you lost your chance?”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
