Belle: 
Is he gone? Can you imagine? 
He asked me to marry him. 
Me, the wife of that boorish, 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 than I can tell 
And for once it might be grand 
To have someone understand 
I want so much more than they've got planned