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
Bonjour
Good day
How is your fam'ly?
Bonjour
Good day
How is your wife?
I need six eggs
That's too expensive
There must be more than this provincial life
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 'till chapter three
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
Madame Gaston,
Can't you just see it?
Madame Gaston,
His little wife
No, sir, not me
I guarantee it.
I want much more then this provincial life
I want adventure in the great wide somewhere
I want it more then life can tell
and for once it might be grand
to have someone understand
I want so much more then they've got planned
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