Big Top

I am a circus
People travel miles for me
Where has my head gone

Look me in the eyes
Admit you really love me
Girl without a mind

I am a circus
The lion bows at my touch
Tightrope on my neck

Tie it in a bow
I must look so pretty now
Fingers turning blue

I am a circus
Flying colors all around
I am just a freak

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