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There's sweeter music when she speaks, |
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isn't there? |
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A different bloom about her cheeks, |
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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 to realize, Gigi |
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Why, you've been growing up before my eyes, |
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Gigi, you're not at all |
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that awkward funny little girl I knew. |
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Oh, no, overnight there's been a |
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breathless change in you. |
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Oh, Gigi, while you were trembling on the brink |
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Was I out yonder somewhere blinking at a star? |
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Oh, Gigi, have I been standing up |
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too close 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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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? |
