[ Featuring Richard White ]
Little town
It's a quiet village
Every day
Like the one before
Little town
Full of little people
Waking up to say
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour, bonjour, bonjour!
There goes the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Every morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town
Good morning, Belle
Morning, Monsieur
Where are you off to?
The bookshop, I just finished the most wonderful story
About a beanstalk and an ogre and a
That's nice
Marie! The baguettes, hurry up
Look there she goes that girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can't you tell
Never part of any crowd
'Cause her head's up on some cloud
No denying she's a funny girl, that Belle
Bonjour
Good day!
How is your family?
Bonjour
Good day
How is your wife?
I need six eggs!
That's too expensive
There must be more than this provincial life
Ah, Belle
Good morning, I've come to return the book I borrowed
Finished already?
Oh, I couldn't put it down
Have you got anything new?
Ha ha! Not since yesterday
That's all right! I'll borrow this one
That one? But you've read it twice
Well, it's my favorite! Far off places, daring sword fights
Magic spells, a prince in disguise
If you like it all that much, it's yours
But sir!
I insist
Well, thank you! Thank you very much!
Look, there she goes, that girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she's feeling well
With a dreamy far-off look
And her nose stuck in a book
What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle
Oh, isn't this amazing?
It's my favorite part because, you'll see
Here's where she meets Prince Charming
But she won't discover that it's him 'til chapter three
Now it's no wonder that her name means "beauty"
Her looks have got no parallel
But behind that fair facade
I'm afraid she's rather odd
Very different from the rest of us
She's nothing like the rest of us
Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle
Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston
You're the greatest hunter in the whole world!
I know
No beast alive stands a chance against you! Haha, ha
And no girl, for that matter
It's true, LeFou
And I've got my sights set on that one
The inventor's daughter?
She's the one
The lucky girl I'm going to marry
But she's
The most beautiful girl in town
I know, but
That makes her the best
And don't I deserve the best?
Well, of course! I mean you do, but
Right from the moment when I met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I fell
Here in town, there's only she
Who is beautiful as me
So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle
Look there he goes
Isn't he dreamy?
Monsieur Gaston
Oh, he's so cute
Be still, my heart
I'm hardly breathing
He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute
Bonjour! Pardon
Good day, mais oui
You call this bacon?
What lovely grapes
Some cheese, ten yards
One pound, 'scuse me
I'll get the knife
Please let me through
This bread, those fish
It's stale, they smell
Madame's mistaken
Well, maybe so
There must be more than this provincial life
Just watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife
Look there she goes, the girl is strange but special
A most peculiar mademoiselle
It's a pity and a sin
She doesn't quite fit in
'Cause she really is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny girl
She really is a funny girl
That Belle (Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!)
