Hugo:          Paris, the city of lovers is glowing this evening
               True, that's because it's on fire,
               But still, there's l'amour.

               Somewhere out there in the night
               Her heart is also alight
               And I know the guy she just might be burning for...

               A guy like you, she's never known, kid
               A guy like you a gorl does not meet every day!
               You've got a look that's all your own, kid
               Could there be two?

Laverne/Victor: Like you?

'Goyles:       No way!

Hugo:          Those other guys that she could dangle
               All look the same from every boring point of view
               You're a surprise from every angle
               Mon Dieu above, she's gotta love a guy like you!

Victor:        A guy like you gets extra credit
               Because, it's true, you've got a certain something more!

Hugo:          You're aces, kid

Laverne:       You see that face, you don't forget it

Laverne/Victor:Want something new?

Hugo:          That's you

'Goyles:       For sure!

Laverne:       We all have gaped at some Adonis

Victor:        But then we crave a meal more nourishing to chew

Hugo:          And since you're shaped like a croissant is

'Goyles:       No question of she's gotta love a guy like you!

Laverne:       Call me a hopeless romantic
               But Quasi, I feel it
              
Victor:        She wants you so
               Any moment she'll walk through that door

Hugo:          For...

Hugo:          A guy so swell
Laverne/Victor:                      A guy like you
               With all you bring her
                                     I tell you, Quasi
               A fool could tell
                                     There never was
               It's why she fell
                                     Another, was he?
               For you know who
                                     From king to serf to
                                     The bourgeoisie
               You ring the bell     They're all a second stringer
              
'Goyles:       You're the bell ringer!
              
               When she wants ooh-la-la
               Then she wants you-la-la
               She will discover, guy,
               You're one heck of a guy,
               Who wouldn't love a guy like you?

Hugo:          You got a lot, the rest have not
               So she's gotta love a guy like you!
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