Belle Lyrics - Paige O'hara

Belle: Little town 

It's a quiet village 

Ev'ry day 

Like the one before 

Little town 

Full of little people 

Waking up to say: 

Bonjour! 

Bonjour! 

Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! 

There goes the baker with his tray, like always 

The same old bread and rolls to sell 

Ev'ry morning just the same 

Since the morning that we came 

To this poor provincial town 

Good Morning, Belle! 

'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 baguettes! Hurry up!) 

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's up on some cloud 

No denying she's a funny girl that Belle 

Bonjour 

Good day 

How is your fam'ly? 

Bonjour 

Good day 

How is your wife? 

I need six eggs 

That's too expensive 

There must be more than this provincial life 

Ah, Belle. 

Good Morning. I've come to return the book I borrowed. 

Finished already? 

Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything new? 

Ha Ha! Not since yesterday. 

That's all right. 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! 

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 

Oh, isn't this amazing? 

It's my fav'rite part because you'll see 

Here's where she meets Prince Charming 

But she won't discover that it's him 'til 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 diff'rent from the rest of us 

She's nothing like the rest of us 

Yes, diff'rent from the rest of us is Belle 

Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston! You're the greatest 

hunter in the whole world! 

I know. 

No beast alive stands a chance against you. Ha ha ha! And 

no girl, for that matter. 

It's true, LeFou. And I've got my sights set on that one. 

Hm! 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 

Bonjour! 

Pardon 

Good day 

Mais oui! 

You call this bacon? 

What lovely grapes! 

Some cheese 

Ten yards 

one pound 

'scuse me! 

I'll get the knife 

Please let me through! 

This bread - 

Those fish - 

it's stale! 

they smell! 

Madame's mistaken. 

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 mad'moiselle 

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!