BELLE



Is he gone?

Oh, can you imagine?

He asked me to marry him. 

Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless . . . 



"Madame Gaston!" 

Can't you just see it? 

"Madame Gaston!" 

His "little wife", ugh! 

No sir! Not me! I guarantee it! 

I want much more than this provincial life!   

I want adventure in the great wide somewhere 

I want it more than I can tell 

And for once it might be grand 

To have someone understand 

I want so much more than they've got planned