Gaston’s Soliloquy Corey Cott

[GASTON]
She's a snip
Just a snip
Making dreadful childish noise
Having fun with all her toys
Just a chickadee who needs a mother hen

She's a cub, a papoose
You could never turn her loose
She's too infantile to take her from her pen

Of course, that weekend in Trouville
In spite of all her youthful zeal
She was exceedingly polite
And, on the whole, a sheer delight
And if it wasn't joy galore
At least not once was she a bore
That I recall
No, not at all

Oh, she's a girl
A silly girl
Adolescent to her toes
Good heaven, how it shows
Sticky thumbs are all the fingers she has got