Tears on your blackmail
Written to ransom
A point of the fingernail
Says that he s handsome
Clowntime is over
Time to take cover
While others just talk and talk
Somebody s watching where the others don t walk
Clowntime is over
A voice in the shadows
Says that his men know
He don t step back as expected
He s otherwise and unprotected
Chorus
Almost too good to be true
Who do you? why do you? what do you do?
While everybody s hiding under covers
Who s making lover s lane safe again for lovers?
Chorus
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