Lyrics Gaston's Soliloquy - Corey Cott, Фредерик Лоу

Gaston's Soliloquy

She’s a snip
just a snip
making dreadful childish noise
having fun with all her toys
just a chickity who needs her mother hen
she’s a cub
a popouse
you could never turn her loose
she’s so infentile to take her from her pen
of course
that weekend in treveel
inspite of all her youthful zeal
she was exceeding polite
and on the whole a sheer delight
and if it joy galore
at least not once was she was a bore
that I recall
no not at all
But she’s a girl!
A silly girl!
adolescent to her toes
good heaven how it shows
sticking thumbs or all the fingers she has got
she’s a girl
a clumsy girl
she’s as swollen as a grape
she doesn’t have a shape
where her figure ought to be it is not
shes a girl
a growing girl
but so backwards for her years
if a boy her age appears
I am certain he would never call again
she’s a scamp
and a brat
doesn’t know where she is at
unequiped and undesirable to men
of course
I must in truth confess
that in that brand new little dress
she looked surprisingly mature
and a definite alure
it was a shock infact to me
a most amazing shock to see
the way it clung
on one so young
But she’s a girl!
A little girl!
Growing older it is true
which is what they always do
until that unxepected hour until they blossom
like a flower