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Thread #154148 Message #3614043
Posted By: Q (Frank Staplin)
31-Mar-14 - 02:02 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Be A Clown (Cole Porter)
Subject: Lyr Add: BE A CLOWN (Cole Porter)
BE A CLOWN Cole Porter
I'll remember forever When I was but three Mama, who was clever, Remarking to me If son, you've grown up You want everything nice I've got your future sewn up If you take this advice.
Be a clown, be a clown All the world loves a clown. Act the fool, play the calf, And you'll always have the last laugh.
Wear the cap and the bells And you'll rate with all the great swells If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread If you become a dentist, they'll be glad when you're dead You'll get a bigger hand if you can stand on your head. Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown.
Be a clown, be a clown All the world loves a clown Show 'em tricks, tell 'em jokes And you'll only stop with top folks.
Be a crack jackanapes And they'll imitate you like apes Why be a great composer with your rent in arrears Why be a major poet and you'll owe it for years When crowds pay to giggle when you wiggle your ears Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown.
Be a clown, be a clown, All the world loves a clown If you just make 'em roar Watch your Mountebank account soar.
Wear a painted mustache And you're sure to make a big splash A college education I would never propose A bachelor's degree won't even keep you in clothes But millions you will win if you can spin on your nose Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown.
(Be a clown, be a clown, All the world loves a clown Be a crazy buffoon And the 'demoiselles'll all swoon.)
(Dress in huge baggy pants And you'll ride the road to romance. A butcher, or a baker, ladies never embrace A barber for a beau would be a social disgrace But all'll come to call if you can fall on your face, Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown.)
Be a clown, be a clown, All the world loves a clown Be the poor silly ass And you'll always travel first class.
Give 'em quips, give 'em fun And they'll pay to say you're A-one. If you become a farmer, you've the weather to buck If you become a gambler, you'll be struck with your luck. But jack you'll never lack if you can quack like a duck Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown.
(Lyrics in parenthesis not in original Porter lyrics.)