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 pane 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:
Good morning, Monsieur.

Baker:
And where are te 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...