Julie Brown

Big Clown Pants
Once I went to the circus and I saw this clownWell he was the kind of clown who makes you want to do things you shouldn'tYou know, bad thingsBozo, oh no noGoo goo ga ga gaOh no bla bla blaWhat's in your clown plantsI want your big nose, I want your red mouthI want to find out what you've got down southI want your gloves on my assYour big blue glovesGloves gloves glovesKrusty and Bozo are telling me liesRonald McDonald is selling me friesIt's only youCan't resist your giant shoesAnd you know what they say about big shoes, don't youYou know what I likeWhen they start to fit tightI want them bad, your big clown pantsI want your suitcase, I want your frecklesLetras de cancionesYou and me inside your big clown pantsI want a change to juggle your ballsCan I get inside your big clown pants?Oh Bongo, so hot in your big clown pantsOh Bongo, what have you got inside your big clown pants?Your unicycle or your pogo stickI wanna do you while you're doing a trickI'm on my knees when you swing on your trapezeAnd I like the show from down hereI like your hair, it's so stiff and blueI'd crash a birthday to be with you and your balloonsJust make a snake you hot buffoonDon't give me popcorn, just honk your bike hornI want 'em bad, your big clown pantsSo big and baggy, your red polka dotsI wanna get inside your big clown pantsI'll be the bottom, you'll be the big topLet's get you out of those big clown pantsOh Koko (I want your clown pants)So hot in your big clown pants (I want your clown pants)Oh Bongo (I want your clown pants)I wanna get inside your big clown pants (I want your clown pants)Lion tamers drive me crazyAcrobats are so damn lazyCome with me, I don't mean maybeLet me be your clown bitch babyIt turns me on when you do mineLike when you're trapped inside a box like mineLet's get nasty now in your tiny carIn your tiny carIn your tiny carIn your tiny carI love your j-j-j-j-joker faceWant to sit on your j-j-j-j-joker faceYour red suspenders, your strange little dogA man with makeup is my kind of guyYou make me weak, you big circus freakThose fuzzy buttons just get me highBozo, oh no noGoo goo ga ga gaBinky bla bla blaWhat's in your clown plantsIs that an explosive bag of nuts in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me? From Letras Mania