Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly
Bonjour bonjour
Bonjour bonjour 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
Gosh it disturbs me to see you, Gaston
Looking so down in the dumps
Every guy here’d love to be you, Gaston
Even when taking your lumps
There’s no man in town as admired as you
You’re everyone’s favorite guy
Everyone’s awed and inspired by you
And it’s not very hard to see why
Be our guest, be our guest
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin ’round your neck, cherie
And we’ll provide the rest
Soup du jour, hot hors d’oeuvres
Oh, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it’s delicious
Don’t believe me, ask the dishes
They can sing, they can dance
After all, miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you’ll
Be our guest, be our guest
Be our guest
Little town
It’s a quiet village
Every day
Like the one before
Little town
Full of little people
Waking up to say
Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before, ever just as sure as the sun will rise
Tale as old as time
In a quiet village
True as it can be
Like Gaston
Be our guest, be our
Beauty and the beast
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