Belle

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?
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.

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.

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
There must be more
Than this provincial life
Just watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife.

Look there she goes a girl
Who's 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.