| Don’t want your love anymore
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| Don’t want your kisses, that’s for sure
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| I die each time
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| I hear this sound:
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| «Here he comes. |
| That’s Cathy’s clown.»
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| I’ve gotta stand tall
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| You know a man can’t crawl
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| But when he knows you’re tellin' lies
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| And he hears them passing' by
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| He’s not a man at all
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| Don’t want your love anymore
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| Don’t want your kisses, that’s for sure
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| I die each time
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| I hear this sound:
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| «Here he comes. |
| That’s Cathy’s clown.»
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| When you see me shed a tear
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| And you know that it’s sincere
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| Don’t you think it’s kind of sad
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| That you’re treating me so bad
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| Or don’t you even care?
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| Don’t want your love anymore
|
| Don’t want your kisses, that’s for sure
|
| I die each time
|
| I hear this sound:
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| «Here he comes.
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| That’s Cathy’s clown
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| That’s Cathy’s clown
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| That’s Cathy’s clown.» |