Susan Egan - Belle lyrics

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