Send in the Clowns

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
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 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
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 Isn't it rich?
 Isn't it queer?
 Losing my timing this late
 In my career
 But where are the clowns?
 There ought to be clowns
 Well, maybe next year...