Belle:
Papa, do 你 think I'm...odd?
Maurice:
My daughter odd? Where did 你 get an idea like that?
Belle:
I don't know. It's just that, well, people talk.
Maurice:
They talk about me, too.
Maurice:
No, we're not odd, its true
No fam'ly ever saner
Except one uncle who...well, maybe let that pass
In all 你 say 或者 do
You couldn't make it plainer
You are your mother's daughter; therefore 你 are class
Belle:
So I should just accept
I'm simply not like them
Maurice:
They are the common herd
And 你 should take my word
You are unique: creme de la creme
No matter what 你 do
I'm on your side
And if my point of view
Is somewhat...
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