Cathy`s Clown

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