Gigi

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 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

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 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

The 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

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