You barely got here and your complaining now. You sit in my armchair with your folding frown. Now what we have here is a case of a clown whose straight out of laughter in a serious town. What’s funny now? Who’s funny now? What’s funny now? Who’s funny now? Now now now. You should have made good with me. You put me down to come up quickly. I’ll get mine, yours is coming around. My oh my, what’s funny now? Now now now…. You say “What went wrong here?” I say “I dont know.” What happens to the laughter? Where do the good times go? When you dissapear to some sleepy town, I’ll scratch my head as I wonder out loud “What’s funny now, who’s funny now?” What’s funny now. Who’s funny now? Now now now! You had it made but you made a mistake that cost an arm and a leg and I’m laughing hard. Run away, run away home. You should have made good with me. You put me down to come up quickly. I’ll get mine but yours is coming around. My oh my, what’s funny now? Now now now….. what’s funny now? Who’s funny now? Etc..