You've really made a fool of me I'm laughing at myself
You like to think that you're Snow White and I am just your elf
No wonder people laugh at me and say when I come round
Where is the circus here comes the clown
I really ought to dress myself in polka dots and lace
And try to hide what's left of pride behind a painted face
Then lead the bra** band down the street and shout it to the town
Where is the circus here comes the clown
You're like an organ grinder I'm your monkey on a string
You toss me little bits of love and I do everything
I'm walking on a tight rope and I'm sure to tumble down
Where is the circus here comes the clown
I'm the center of attraction neath the bigtop I'm a star
A simple dude who can't recoop from a love that's gone too far
I know my heart will break the day you bring the curtain down
Where is the circus here comes the clown
I really ought to dress myself in polka dots and lace...
Where is the circus here comes the clown