Belle
Music by Alan Menken
Lyrics by Howard Ashman
Performed by Paige O'Hara, Richard White, Jesse Corti with Alvin Epstein, Alec
Murphy and Chorus
Belle
Little town, it's a quiet village
Everyday, like the one before
Little town full of little people
Waking up to say
Townsfolk
Bon jour! Bon jour! Bon jour, bon jour, bon jour!
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
Good morning, Belle
Good morning, Monsieur
Where are you off to?
The bookshop
I just finished the most wonderful story
About a beanstalk and an ogre and a...
That's nice
Marie, the baguetts! Hurry up!
Townsfolk
Look, there she goes
That girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can't you tell
Never part of any crowd
'Cause her head up on some cloud
Ne denying, she's a funny girl that Belle
Man I
Bon jour
Woman I
Good day
Man I
How is your family?
Woman II
Bon jour
Man II
Good day
Woman II
How is your wife?
Woman III
I need six eggs!
Man III
That's too expensive
Belle
There must be more than this provincial life!
Ah, Belle
Good morning, I've come to return this book I borrowed
Finished already?
Oh, I couldn't put it down
Have you got anything new?
Not since yesterday
That's alright, I'll borrow... this one
That one? But you've read it twice!
Well, it's my favorite
Far off places, daring swordfights, magic spells, a prince in disguise...
If you like it all that much, it's yours!
But sir
I insist!
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 faroff 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 3
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
Wow, you did, 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, LeFou
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...
Gaston
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
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 I
Bon jour
Gaston
Pardon
Man II
Good day
Man III
Mais oui!
Matron
You call this bacon?
Woman I
Quite lovely grapes
Man IV
Some cheese...
Woman II
...Ten yards
Man IV
...One pound
Gaston
'Scuse me
Cheese merchant
I'll get the knife
Gaston
Please let me through
Woman I
This bread...
Man V
Those fish...
Woman I
...It's stale
Man V
...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 stange but special
A most peculiar madmoiselle
It's a pity and a sin, she doesn't quite fit in
But she really is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny girl
She really is a funny, that Belle
Bon jour, bon jour, bon jour
Good day
Bon jour