^{The film's music was composed by Howard Ashman and Alan Menken who also wrote the music and songs for The Little Mermaid. It was the first animated movie to reach $100 million at the domestic box-office while a notable box-office success with over $145 million in North American revenues and over $403 million worldwide.}

^{See also: Film Lists.}

^{Lyrics for some of the songs.}

Be Our Guest.

Lumiere: Ma cherie 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, cherie

And we provide the rest

Soup du jour

Hot hors d'oeuvres

hi, 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

Oui, our guest

Be our guest

Beef ragout

Cheese souffle

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 candlesticks

Mugs: And it's all in perfect taste

That you can bet

All: Come on and lift your glass

You've won your own free pass

To be out guest

Lumiere: If you're stressed

It's fine dining we suggest

All: Be our guest

Be our guest

Be our guest

Lumiere: Life is so unnerving

For a servat 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

Flabby, fat and lazy

You walked in and oops-a-daisy!

Mrs Potts: It's a guest

It's a guest

Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed

Wine's been poured and thank the Lord

I've had the napkins freshly pressed

With dessert

She'll want tea

And my dear that's fine with me

While the cups do their soft shoeing

I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing

I'll get warm

Piping 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 lump or two

For you, our guest?

Chorus: She's our guest

Mrs Potts: She's our guest

Chorus: She's our guest

Be our guest

Be our guest

Our command is your request

It's ten years since we had anybody here

And we're obsessed

With your meal

With your ease

Yes, indeed, we aim to please

While the candlelight's still glowing

Let us help you

We'll keep going

Course by course

One by one

'Til you shout, "Enough! I'm done!"

Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest

Tonight you'll prop your feet up

But for now, let's eat up

Be our guest

Be our guest

Be our guest

Please, be our guest

Belle.

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:

Townsfolk:? Bonjour!

Bonjour!

Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!

Belle: 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

Baker: Good Morning, Belle!

Belle: 'Morning, Monsieur.

Baker: Where are you off to?

Belle: The bookshop. I just finished the most wonderful story

about a beanstalk and an ogre and a -

Baker: That's nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up!

Townsfolk: 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

Man I: Bonjour

Woman I: Good day

Man I: How is your fam'ly?

Woman II: Bonjour

Man II: Good day

Woman II: How is your wife?

Woman III: I need six eggs

Man III: That's too expensive

Belle: There must be more than this provincial life

Bookseller: Ah, Belle.

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

Bookseller: Finished already?

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

Bookseller: Ha Ha! Not since yesterday.

Belle: That's all right. I'll borrow . . . . . this one!

Bookseller: That one? But you've read it twice!

Belle: Well, it's my favourite! Far off places, daring swordfights,

magic spells, a prince in disguise -

Bookseller: If you like it all that much, it's yours!

Belle: But sir!

Bookseller: I insist.

Belle: Well, thank you. Thank you very much!

Townsfolk: 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

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

Woman: Now it's no wonder that her name means "beauty"

Her looks have got no parallel

Shopkeeper: But behind that fair facade

I'm afraid she's rather odd

Very diff'rent from the rest of us

Townsfolk: She's nothing like the rest of us

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

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

hunter in the whole world!

Gaston: I know.

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

no girl, for that matter.

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

LeFou: Hm! The inventor's daughter?

Gaston: She's the one - the lucky girl I'm going to marry.

LeFou: But she's -

Gaston: The most beautiful girl in town.

LeFou: I know, but -

Gaston: That makes her the best. And don't I deserve the best?

LeFou: Well, of course! I mean you do, but -

Gaston: 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

Bimbettes: 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

Man I: Bonjour!

Gaston: Pardon

Man II: Good day

Man III: Mais oui!

Matron: You call this bacon?

Woman I: What lovely grapes!

Man IV: Some cheese

Woman II: Ten yards

Man IV: one pound

Gaston: 'scuse me!

Cheese merchant: I'll get the knife

Gaston: Please let me through!

Woman I: This bread -

Man V: Those fish -

Woman I: it's stale!

Man V: they smell!

Baker: Madame's mistaken.

Belle: There must be more than this provincial life!

Gaston: Just watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife!

Townsfolk: 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

Beauty and the Beast.

Tale as old as time

True as it can be

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

Just a little change

Small to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the Beast

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before

Ever just as sure

As the sun will rise

Tale as old as time

Tune as old as song

Bittersweet and strange

Finding you can change

Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the Beast

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the Beast.