She's a babe
Just a babe
Still cavorting in her crib
Eating breakfast with a bib
With her baby teeth and all her baby curls

She's a tot
Just a tot

Good for bouncing on your knee
I am positive that she
Doesn't even know that boys aren't girls

She's a snip
Just a snip
Making dreadful baby 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 pet

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

Ah! She's a child
A silly child
Adolescent to her toes
And good heaven how it shows
Sticky thumbs are all the fingers she has got

She's a child
A clumsy child
She's as swollen as a grape
And she doesn't have a shape
Where her figure ought to be
It is not

Just a child
A growing child
That's so backward for her years
If a boy her age appears
I am certain he will never call again

She's a scamp and a brat
Doesn't know where she is at
Unequipped and undesirable to men

Of course, I must in truth confess
That in that brand new little dress
She looked surprisingly mature
And had a definite allure

It was a shock in fact to me
A most amazing shock to see
The way it clung
On one, so young!

She's a girl
A little girl
Getting older, it is true
Which is what they always do
Till that unexpected hour
When they blossom like a flower
Oh no
Oh no

But, but
There's sweeter music when she speaks
Isn't there
A different bloom about her cheeks
Isn't there

Could I be wrong
Could it be so
Oh where, oh where
Did Gigi go

Gigi, am I a fool without a mind
Or have I merely been too blind to realise
Oh Gigi, Why you've been growing up before my very eyes

Gigi, You're not at all
That funny, awkward little girl, I knew
Oh no Over night there's been a breathless change in you

Oh Gigi, While you were trembling on the brink
Was I out yonder somewhere blinking at a star
Oh Gigi Have I been standing up too close 
Or back too far
When did your sparkle turn to fire
And your warmth become desire
Oh what miracle has made you the way you are

Gigi

Gigi

Gigi

Oh no
I was mad not to have seen the change in you

Oh Gigi, While you were trembling on the brink
Was I out yonder somewhere blinking at a star
Oh Gigi Have I been standing up too close 
Or back too far
When did your sparkle turn to fire
And your warmth become desire
Oh what miracle has made you the way you are.
