Cossette: There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
Aren't any floors for me to sweep
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a room thats full of toys
There are a hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a lady all in white
Holds me and sings a lulluby
She's nice to see
And she's soft to touch
She says Cossette, I love you very much
I know a place where no ones lost
I know a place where no one cries
Crying at all is not allowed
Not in my castle on a cloud
Oh help! I think I hear them now!
And I'm nearly finished sweepin', scrubbin' and polishing the floors!
Oh wait, her. It's Madame!
Madame Thenardier: Now look who's here!
The little madame herself
Pretending once again she's been so awfully good
Better not let me catch you slacking
Better not catch my eye
Ten rotten franks your mother sends me
What's that gonna buy?
Now take that pail
My little madamoiselle
And go and draw some water from the well
We should never taken you in in the first place
How stupid the things we do
Like mother like daughter the scum of the street
Still there Cossette
Your tears will do you no good
I told you fetch some water from the well in the wood
Cossette: Please do not send me out alone
Not in the darkness on my own
Madame Thenardier: Enough of that
Or i'll forget to be nice
You heard me ask for something and I never ask twice

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