Lyrics:

Belle
Little town, it's a quiet village
Every 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
Every morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town

Man: Good morning, Belle.
Belle: Good morning, monsieur.
Man: Where are you off to?
Belle: The bookshop. I just finished the most wonderful story about a beanstalk and an ogre and a---
Man: That's nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up!

Townsfolk
Look there she goes, the 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 #1: Bonjour!
Woman #1: Good day!
Man #1: How is your family?
Woman #2: Bonjour!
Man #2: Good day!
Woman #2: How is your wife?
Woman #3: I need six eggs!
Man #3: That's too expensive!

Belle
There must be more than this provincial life

Man: Ah, Belle!
Belle: Good morning. I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Man: Finished already?
Belle: Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have ya got anything new?
Man: Ha ha, not since yesterday.
Belle: That's alright. I'll borrow, this one
Man: That one? But you've read it twice!
Belle: Well, it's my favorite! Far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise!
Man: If you like it all that much, it's yours!
Belle: But sir!
Man: 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 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

Townsfolk
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

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 sight set on that one.
Lefou: 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--
Gaston: That makes her the best! And don't I deserve the best?
Lefou: Well of couse, I mean ya do, but I--

Gaston
Right from the moment when I met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I fell
Here in town there is only she
Who is beautiful as me
So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle

Silly Girls
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 #1: Bonjour!
Gaston: Pardon!
Man #2: Good day!
Man #3: Mais oui!
Matron: You call this bacon?
Woman #1: What lovely grapes!
Man #4: Some cheese...
Woman #2: Ten yards!
Man #4: ...one pound.
Gaston: 'Scuse me!
Cheese Merchant: I'll get the knife
Gaston: Please let me through!
Woman #1: This bread...
Man #5: Those fish...
Woman #1: ...it's stale!
Man #5: ...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, that 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