My chère mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents your dinner. Be our guest. Be our guest. Put our service to the test. Tie your napkin round your neck, chérie, and we provide the rest. Soup du jus, hot hors d'oeuvre, why, 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. Beef ragout, cheese soufflé, pie and pudding en flambe. We'll prepare and serve with flair a culinary cabaret. You're alone and you're scared, but the banquet's all prepared. No one's gloomy or complaining, while the flatware's entertaining. We tell jokes, I do tricks, with my fellow candlestick. And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet. Come on and lift your glass, and we'll drink to the end. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. It's all in perfect taste that you can bet. Come on and lift your glass, you've one year of free pass to be our guest. If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Be our guest. Life is so unnerving for a servant who's not serving. He's not whole without a soul to wait upon. Ah, those good old days when we were useful. Suddenly those good old days are gone. Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting. Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills. Most days we just lay around the castle. Flappy, fat and lazy, you walked in and oops-a-daisy. It's a guest. It's a guest. Sakes alive and I'll be blessed. Wine's been poured and thank the Lord I've had the napkins freshly pressed. We've dessert, shio mochi, and my dear that's fine with me. While the cups do their sauce shooing, I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing. I'll get warm, I'll get hot. Heaven's sakes is that a spot? Clean it up, we want the company impressed. We've got a lot to do. Is it one love or two? For you our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest. Of the lands or the west. It's ten years since we've had anybody dear. And we're obsessed. With your deal. With your deals. Yes indeed. We enter peace. While the candlelight's still glowing. Let us help you. We'll keep going. For time. Of course. One by one. Till you shout. Enough I'm done. Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest. Tonight you'll rock your feet up. But for now let's eat up. He's our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest. He's our guest.