Wow, you him, it's a shot, Gaston
You're the greatest hunter in the whole world
I know
No beast alive stands a chance against you
And no girl for that matter
It's true, Le Fou
And I've got my sights set on that one
The inventor's daughter
She's the one
The lucky girl I'm going to marry
But she's
The most beautiful girl in town
I know, but...
That makes her the best
And don't I deserve the best
Well, of course, I mean, you do, but
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
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
Bon jour
Pardon
Good day
Mais oui !
You call this becon ?
Quite lovely grapes
Some cheese
Ten yards
One pound
Excuse me
I'll get the knife
Please let me through
This bread, It's stale !
Those fish
It's stale
They smell
Madame's mistaken
Well, maybe some more
There must be more than this provincial life
Just watch, I'm going to make Belle mywife
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
But, she really is a funny girur x3
Good day
Bon jour
>> Belle(Reprise)
Is he gone ?
Can you imagine ? He asked me to marry him
Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless
"Madame Gast! I guarantee it !
I want much more than this provincial lifAnd, for once, it might be gra
nd
To have someone understand
I want so much more than they've planned