| And--?
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| And--
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| (sung)
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| It’s a very nice ball
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| And--?
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| And--
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| (sung)
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| When I entered, they trumpeted
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| And--?
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| The Prince--?
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| Oh, the Prince…
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| Yes, the Prince!
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| Well, he’s tall
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| Is that all?
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| (spoken)
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| Did you dance? |
| Is he charming? |
| They say that he’s charming
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| We did nothing but dance
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| Yes--? |
| And--?
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| And it made a nice change
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| No, the Prince!
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| Oh, the Prince…
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| Yes, the Prince
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| He has charm for a Prince, I guess…
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| Guess?
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| I don’t meet a wide range…
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| Did he bow?
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| Was he cold and polite?
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| And it’s all very strange…
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| Did you speak?
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| Did he flirt?
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| Could you tell right away he was royalty?
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| (sung)
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| Is he sensitive, clever, well-mannered, considerate, passionate, charming,
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| as kind as he’s handsome, as wise as he’s rich, is he everything you’ve ever
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| wanted?
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| Would I know…
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| Well I know.
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| But how can you know what you want till you get what you want and you see if
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| you like it?
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| Would I know…
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| All I know is…
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| I never wish…
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| What I want most of all…
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| Just within reason
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| Is to know what I want
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| When you know you can’t have what you want
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| Where’s the profit in wishing?
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| He’s a very nice Prince…
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| What I wouldn’t give to be in your shoes
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| Will you look over there, an enormous beanstalk
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| Growing next to that little cottage!
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| I mean slippers as pure as gold!
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| I must get home!
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| I need your shoe!
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| Wait!
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| First Midnight
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| One midnight gone…
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| No knot unties itself…
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| Sometimes the things you most wish for are not to be touched…
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| The harder to get, the better to have…
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| Agreed?
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| Agreed
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| Never wear mauve at a ball…
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| Or pink…
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| Or open your mouth…
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| The difference between a cow and a bean
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| Is a bean can begin an adventure…
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| Slotted spoons don’t hold much soup…
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| The prettier the flower, the farther from the path…
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| The closer to the family, the closer to the wine…
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah…
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| One midnight gone…
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| The mouth of a wolf’s not the end of the world…
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| A servant is not just a dog, to a Prince…
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| Opportunity is not a lengthy visitor…
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| You may know what you need
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| But to get what you want
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| Better see that you keep what you have
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| (All overlapping)
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| One midnight gone…
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| Sometimes the things you most wish for are not to be touched…
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| The harder to get, the better to have…
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| Agreed?
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| Agreed
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| One midnight gone… one midnight gone…
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| Never wear mauve at a ball…
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| Or pink…
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| Slotted spoons don’t hold much soup…
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| To get what you want better keep what you…
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| The prettier the flower…
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| One midnight one midnight one midnight gone.
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| (sung)
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| Into the woods
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| Into the woods
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| Into the woods, then out of the woods
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| And home before--
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| Giants In the Sky
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| There are giants in the sky!
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| There are big, tall, terrible giants in the sky!
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| When you’re way up high, and you look below
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| At the world you’ve left and the things you know
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| Little more than a glance is enough to show
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| You just how small you are
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| When you’re way up high, and you’re on your own
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| In a world like none that you’ve ever known
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| Where the sky’s like lead, and the earth’s like stone
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| You’re free to do whatever pleases you
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| Exploring things you’d never dared
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| Cause you don’t care
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| When suddenly there’s
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| A big, tall, terrible giant at the door
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| A big, tall, terrible lady giant sweeping the floor
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| And she gives you food, and she gives you rest
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| And she draws you close to her giant breast
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| And you know things now, that you never knew before
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| Not 'til the sky
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| Only just when you’ve made a friend and all
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| And you know she’s big, but you don’t feel small
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| Someone bigger than her comes along the hall
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| To swallow you for lunch!
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| And your heart is lead, and your stomach’s stone
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| And you’re really scared, being all alone
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| And it’s then that you miss all the things you’ve known
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| And the world you’ve left, and the little you own;
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| The fun is done
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| You steal what you can, and run!
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| And you scramble down, and you look below
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| At the world you left, and the things you know.
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| The roof, the house, and your mother at the door
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| The roof, the house, and the world you’d never thought to explore
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| And you think of all of the things you’d seen
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| And you wish that you could live in-between
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| And you’re back again, only different than before
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| After the sky
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| There are giants in the sky!
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| There are big, tall, terrible, awesome, scary
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| Wonderful giants in the sky! |