Lyrics:

'Is he gone? Can you imagine? He asked me to marry him. Me? The wife of that borish, brainless...'

Madame Gaston, can't you just see it?
Madame Gaston, his little wife
No sir, not me, I guarantee it!
I want much more than this provincial life

I want adventure in the great wide somewhere
I want it more then I can tell
And for once it might be grand
To have someone understand
I want so much more then they've got planned...