Hi, Linda, this is Howard and Alan here and we're going to give you a rough, sketchy demo version of the opening number, okay? Little town, just a quiet village Every day like the one before Little town, full of little people Waking up to say 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 Morning, Belle Morning, Monsieur Where are you off to? Oh, the bookshop I just finished this wonderful story about a Cotille! Bring the croissant! Look, there she goes, the girl is strange, no question Dazed and distracted, can't you tell? Never part of any crowd With her head 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 mean, six eggs, that's too expensive It must mean more than this provincial life Ding-a-ling-a-ling Ah, Belle Thanks for the loan Finished already? Couldn't put it down Do you have anything new? Not since yesterday Then may I borrow that one? Again? You've read it three times! Oh, I know But I just love the part about the seven dwarves Thank you Any time, Cherie Look, there she goes, the 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 favorite part Because you'll see Here's where she meets Prince Charming But she doesn't know it's really 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 She's different from the rest of us Is Belle You didn't miss a shot, Gaston You're the greatest hunter in the world I know Not a beast alive stands a chance against you Or any girl, for that matter I've got my sights set on that one The inventor's daughter? That's the girl I'm going to marry She's, she's The most beautiful girl in town I know, but Well, that makes her the best And don't I deserve the best? No, I mean, yes, I mean 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? Gaston Oh, he's so cute Be still, my heart I'm hardly breathing He's such a tall dog Strong and handsome Bonjour Good day You call this bacon? Some cheese One pound I'll get the knife This bread It's stale My dad mistaken There must be more than this provincial wife 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 Bonjour Good day Bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour