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BELLE
Papa, do you think I'm...odd?
MAURICE
My daughter odd?
Where did you 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 you say or do
You couldn't make it plainer
You are your mother's daughter; therefore you are class
BELLE
So I should just accept
I'm simply not like them
MAURICE
They are the common herd
And you should take my word
You are unique: creme de la creme
No matter what you do
I'm on your side
And if my point of view Is somewhat misty-eyed
There's nothing clearer in my life
Than what I wish and feel for you
And that's a lot...
No matter what
BELLE
No matter what they say
You make me proud I love the funny way
You stand out from the crowd
MAURICE
It's my intention my invention
Shows the world out there one day
Just what we've got...
BELLE
No matter what
MAURICE
Now some may say all fathers just exaggerate
BELLE
That ev'ry daughter's great?
MAURICE
You are!
BELLE
And ev'ry daughter tends to say her father's tops
MAURICE
She pulls out all the stops
To praise him
BELLE
And quite rightly!
MAURICE
No matter what the pain
We've come this far I pray that you remain
Exactly as you are
This really is a case of father knowing best
BELLE
And daughter too!
MAURICE
You're never strange
BELLE
Don't ever change
BOTH
You've all I've got
No matter what.