| Crazy old Maurice, hmm?
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| Crazy old Maurice, hmm…
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| (sung)
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| LeFou, I’m afraid I’ve been thinking
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| A dangerous pastime—
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| I know
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| But that whacky old coot is Belle’s father
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| And his sanity’s only so-so
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| Now the wheels in my head have been turning
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| Since I looked at that loony, old man
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| See, I’ve promised myself I’d be married to Belle
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| And right now I’m evolving a plan
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| If I…
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| Yes?
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| Then we…
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| No! |
| Would she—
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| Guess!
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| Now I get it!
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| Let’s go!
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| No one plots like Gaston
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| Takes cheap shots like Gaston
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| Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston
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| So his marriage we soon will be celebrating
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| My, what a guy, Gaston! |