[Belle:]        Little town
It`s a quiet village
Ev`ry day
Like the one before
Little town
Full of little people
Waking up to say:
[Townsfolk:]    Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!
[Belle:]        There goes the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Ev`ry morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town
[Baker:]        Good Morning, Belle!
[Belle:]        `Morning, Monsieur.
[Baker:]        Where are you off to?
[Belle:]        The bookshop. I just finished the most wonderful story 
about a beanstalk and an ogre and a -
[Baker:]        That`s nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up! )
[Townsfolk:]    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
[Man I:]        Bonjour 
[Woman I:]      Good day
[Man I:]        How is your fam`ly?
[Woman II:]     Bonjour 
[Man II:]       Good day
[Woman II:]     How is your wife?
[Woman III:]    I need six eggs
[Man III:]      That`s too expensive
[Belle:]        There must be more than this provincial life
[Bookseller:]   Ah, Belle.
[Belle:]        Good Morning. I`ve come to return the book I borrowed.
[Bookseller:]   Finished already?
[Belle:]        Oh, I couldn`t put it down. Have you got anything new?
[Bookseller:]   Ha Ha! Not since yesterday.
[Belle:]        That`s all right. I`ll borrow . . . . . this one!
[Bookseller:]   That one? But you`ve read it twice!
[Belle:]        Well, it`s my favorite! Far off places, daring 
swordfights, 
magic spells, a prince in disguise -
[Bookseller:]   If you like it all that much, it`s yours!
[Belle:]        But sir!
[Bookseller:]   I insist.
[Belle:]        Well, thank you. Thank you very much!
[Townsfolk:]    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
[Belle:]        Oh, isn`t this amazing?
It`s my fav`rite part because you`ll see
Here`s where she meets Prince Charming
But she won`t discover that it`s him `til chapter three
[Woman:]        Now it`s no wonder that her name means beauty
Her looks have got no parallel
[Shopkeeper:]   But behind that fair facade
I`m afraid she`s rather odd
Very diff`rent from the rest of us
[Townsfolk:]    She`s nothing like the rest of us
Yes, diff`rent from the rest of us is Belle
[LeFou:]        Wow! You didn`t miss a shot, Gaston! You`re the greatest 
hunter in the whole world!
[Gaston:]       I know.
[LeFou:]        No beast alive stands a chance against you. Ha ha ha! And 
no girl, for that matter.
[Gaston:]       It`s true, LeFou. And I`ve got my sights set on that one.
[LeFou:]        Hm! The inventor`s daughter?
[Gaston:]       She`s the one - the lucky girl I`m going to marry.
[LeFou:]        But she`s - 
[Gaston:]       The most beautiful girl in town.
[LeFou:]        I know, but -
[Gaston:]       That makes her the best. And don`t I deserve the best?
[LeFou:]        Well, of course! I mean you do, but -
[Gaston:]       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
[Bimbettes:]    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
[Man I:]        Bonjour! 
[Gaston:]       Pardon
[Man II:]       Good day 
[Man III:]      Mais oui!
[Matron:]       You call this bacon? 
[Woman I:]      What lovely grapes!
[Man IV:]       Some cheese 
[Woman II:]     Ten yards
[Man IV:]       one pound
[Gaston:]       `scuse me!
[Cheese merchant:] I`ll get the knife 
[Gaston:]       Please let me through!
[Woman I:]      This bread - 
[Man V:]        Those fish -
[Woman I:]      it`s stale! 
[Man V:]        they smell!
[Baker:]        Madame`s mistaken.
[Belle:]        There must be more than this provincial life!
[Gaston:]       Just watch, I`m going to make Belle my wife!
[Townsfolk:]    Look there she goes a girl who`s strange but special
A most peculiar mad`moiselle
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