Not My Circus

Paul Gilmore turned me on to this saying, which has now become my "go to" phrase. It might become yours, too...


I met this lady with a winning smile
We had some drinks and then we talked awhile
She leaned in close and whispered in my ear
“I hope my boyfriend doesn’t show up here”

She said her ex had kind of lost his mind
On top of that, he was the jealous kind
Special forces, till they kicked him out”
Then she looked around to see if he’s about
She said “be ready, things might get funky”
 I said,
“Whoa, not my circus, not my monkeys”

Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, but I’m not you

I got a burger from the all-night stand
This guy walks over with an open hand
He says “hey buddy, can you spare some change?
I haven’t eaten and I’m feeling strange”

I said “pick something” but he shook his head
“if you don’t mind, I’d rather have the bread” Um hm,
 “if you could spare just a little more
I’ll take you someplace where we both could score”
Now, I’m no angel, but I ain’t no junkie,
 I said,
“Not my circus, not my monkeys”

Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey see, but I’m not you

I like to think that I’m a caring man
And we’re all part of a bigger plan
But sometimes when it’s said and done
You got to grab your things and run

The general contractor had a worried frown
He said that ceiling’s got to come on down
But all his crew  had a day of rest
And he was trying just to do his best

He pointed up, pointed way up high
Where even pigeons were afraid to fly
Asked me to climb up there and risk my skin
I said “Buddy, I’m just here to plug stuff in
I’d like to help you, but I ain’t that spunky
Not my circus, not my monkey”

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