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

Townsfolk:
Good morning, Belle
Belle:
good morning monsieur
Townsfolk:
where are you off to?
Belle:
the bookshop, I just finished te most wonderful story
about a beanstalk, and an ogar, and a---
townsfolk: 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. [bad word] to return the book I borrowed
Man: finished already?
Belle: oh I couldn't put it down. have ya got anythin' new?
Man: (chuckle) not since yesterday
Belle: that's alright. I'll borrowww, 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:
ohhhhhh....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

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 different from the rest of us

Townsfolk:
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, haha...and
no girl for that matter
Gaston: it's [bad word] lefou, and I've got my sight set on that one
Lefou: t-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 derseve the best?
Lefou: well of couse, I mean ya do, but I (mumbling)
Gaston: right from the moment when I met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I fell
here in town it's only she
who's as 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 hansome [bad word] #33;

Man1:bonjour
Gaston:pardon!
Man2:good day
Man3:mais oui!
Matron:you call this bacon?
Woman1:what lovley grapes!
Man4:some cheese...
Woman2:...ten yards!
Man4:...one pound..
Gaston:`scuse me!
Cheese merchant:i'll get the knife
Gaston:please let me through!!
Woman1:this bread...
Man5:those fish.....
Woman1:...it's stale