| GASTON:
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| There’s sweeter music when she sings, isn’t there?
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| A different bloom about her cheeks, isn’t there?
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| Could I be wrong, could it be so?
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| Oh where oh where did Gigi go?
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| Gigi, am I a fool without a mind?
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| Or have I merely been too blind?
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| To realize
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| Oh, Gigi!
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| Why, you’ve been growing up before my eyes
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| Gigi!
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| You’re not at all that funny
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| Awkward little girl I knew
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| Oh no!
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| Overnight, there’s been a breathless change
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| In you
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| Oh, Gigi!
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| While you were trembling on the brink
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| Was I out yonder somewhere
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| Blinking at a star?
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| Oh, Gigi!
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| Have I been standing up too close?
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| Or back too far?
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| When did your sparkle turn to fire?
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| And your warmth become desire?
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| Oh what miracle has made you the way you are?
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| Gigi!
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| Gigi!
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| Gigi!
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| Oh no!
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| I was mad not to have seen the change
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| In you
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| Oh Gigi!
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| While you were trembling… are? |