Meg: 5, 6, a-5, 6, 7, 8
Girls: Bathing beauty, on the beach
Bathing beauty, say hello
What a cutie, what a peach
Bathing beauty, watch her goMan: Alright, Meg, take 5, girls, take it one more time
Girls: Bathing beauty, on the beach
Giry: Very nice, Meg
Meg: Do you think so, mother, really?
Giry: You've come a long way since the beginning of the season
Meg: Does he agree?
It's been three months, he never comes to see the show
Even a word from him, just oneGiry: You may get more than that
He has been composing again, late at night
Not this cheap Vaudeville trash, something gloriousMeg: For, for me?
Giry: Continue to work hard
Make yourself useful to himGustave: Mother
Christine: Patience, Gustave, first I must find the stage manager,
My dressing room, the musical directorGustave: Then we'll go look for our friend and go see the island?
Christine: I'm sure he'll send for you when he's ready
Well, excuse me, miss, would you mind?Meg: Heaven help me, could it be?
No, it couldn't possiblyChristine: Sorry, do I-?
Meg: Yes, I think you do
Christine: Have we-?
Meg: Go on, take a guess
Christine: Wait, it can't be, is it-?
Meg: Yes
Christine: Oh, my God, I can't believe it's you
Meg: Look at you, Christine
Regal as a queen and beautifulChristine: Meg, and you as well
I could hardly tell it's youBoth: My dear old friend
Can't believe you're here, old friendChristine: After all this time
Meg: So glad you came
Christine: You look sublime
Meg: You look the same
Both: My sweet old friend
Never thought we'd meet, old friendChristine: Look at you, a star
Meg: And you, a wife
Both: And isn't life a splendid thing?
Christine: And here we are
Meg: To see the sights
Christine: And sing
Meg: To sing?
Christine: And of course, as a treat for my son
Meg, meet GustaveMeg: Who hired you to sing here?
Raoul: You
Giry: It can't be you
Raoul: Is this a jest?
Giry: How can this be?
Raoul: We've come to work
Giry: At whose request?
Raoul: The contract's here
Giry: I want to see
My God, the priceRaoul: It's rather high
Giry: Why, it's absurd
Raoul: Oh, yes, I know
Inform your boss
That by the by
The fee goes up
Or else we goBoth: My dear old friend
Here's how things appear, old friendGiry: He who pays the bill
Raoul: Times two or three
Giry: Be sure he will
Raoul: And handsomely
All: And dear old friend
Now that we are clear, old friendGiry: That's all very well but till you're gone
You'll wait upon my boss' whimRaoul: Ah, yes, your boss and who is that?
Giry: It's him
Meg: Sorry, did I hear you right?
Here to singChristine: Tomorrow night
Meg: I'm afraid there must be some mistake
You can't be performingChristine: Why?
Meg: Mainly, dear 'cause so am I
I'm in fact the star, for heaven's sake
What are you to sing?Christine: Just one little thing, an aria
Please you needn't fret
I'm sure you will get your dueRaoul: Him?
Giry: That's what I said
Raoul: You work for him?
Giry: Now so do you
Raoul: And my poor wife
We thought him dead
She'll be appalledGiry: Unless she knew
Christine: Darling, please, are you alright?
Raoul: Tell me now, that music, who was its creator?
Christine: Darling, please don't squeeze so tight
Raoul: Something's going on here, I'll deal with you later
Meg: Did you know?
Giry: How could I know
Why would they come?Meg: Why won't they go?
All: My dear old friend
Can't believe you're here, old friendGiry: Speaking as your host
Meg: As an artist
Christine: What a surprise
Raoul: To say the least
All: Yes, dear old friend
That's a happy tear, old friend
I can't conceal, try though I may
The way I feel so I pretend
I'm sure it's clear
To such a dear old friendGiry: You mustn't stay
Christine: Why would I leave?
Raoul: Why are we here?
Meg: Don't play naive
All: What dear old friends
Don't we all revere old friends?Raoul: Nothing has been changed
Meg: And never will
All: Just rearranged
And yet we're still
Such grand old friends
Such devoted and old friends
Words cannot suggest
What's in my heart
And for the rest
Why even start?Your dear old friends
So much longer near, old friends
Back again at last
With everyone
Isn't this great
Won't this be fun?
With dear old friends
Utterly sincere old friendsMeg: Honey, break a leg
Raoul: Madame, good day
Giry: Enjoy your stay
Christine: Hope it extends
All: So glad you're here
A lovely dear old friend
Old friendChristine: Gustave, Gustave, Gustave?
Raoul: Must we always be chasing after the boy?
I promise you, when I find himChristine: No, I will look for him
Man: Break's over, Meg, back to work
Meg: A-5, 6, 7, 8
Meg and Girls:
Bathing beauty, on the beach
Bathing beauty, say hello
What a cutie, what a peach
Bathing beauty, watch her go
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FanfictionThe lyrics to Love Never Dies! I take no credit! It all goes to phantastic Andrew Lloyd Webber!