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Send In The Clowns

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 19.07.2012

(Stephin Sondheim)

Don't you love farce?
Isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career?

Where are the clowns
There ought to be clowns
Don't bother, I may...


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