Little town, it's a quiet village Every day like the one before Little town full of little people Waking up to say... Bonjour 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 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 Bonjour Good day How is your family? Bonjour Good day How is your wife? I need....six eggs That's too expensive! There must be more than this provincial life! 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 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 Now it's no wonder that her name means "beauty" her looks have got no parallel But behind that fair facade I'm afraid she's rather odd very different from the rest of us She's nothing like the rest of us yes, different from the rest of us is Belle 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 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 brute! There must be more than this provincial life! Just watch....I'm going to make Belle my wife! Look there she goes....a girl who's strange but special a most peculiar mademoiselle it's a pity and a sin she doesn't quite fit in cause she really is a funny girl a beauty but a funny girl she really is a funny girl.....that Belle!!