Be our guest, be our guest, put our service to the test / Tie your napkin round your...

Lumiere: Be our guest, be our guest, put our service to the test / Tie your napkin round your waist, cheri, and let us provide the rest / Soup du jour? Hors d'oeuvres? Why, we only live to serve / Try the gray 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 / Come on, unfold our menu, / Take a glance and then you / will be our guest / Oui, our guest, Be our guest! Lumiere: [Chorus joins in] Beef ragoune, cheese soufflé, pie and pudding en flambé / 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 / And it's all in perfect taste, that you can bet! / Come on and fill your glass / You've won your own free pass / To be our guest / If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest! Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest! Lumiere: Life is so unnerving, for a servant 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 skill! / Most days, we just lay around the castle / Flabby fat and lazy, then you walked in and oops-a-daisy! Mrs. Potts: It's a guest! It's a guest! Sakes alive and 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 our guest! She's our guest! Chorus: Be our guest! Be our guest! Our command is your request! / It's been 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... Lumiere, Mrs. Potts, Chorus: Course by course! One by one! / Till you shout "Enough! I'm done!" / And we send 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!

your dinner. ♫ Be our guest, be our guest ♫ ♫ Put our service to the test ♫ ♫ Tie your napkin 'round your neck, chérie ♫ ♫ And we provide the rest ♫ ♫ Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres ♫ ♫ Why, we only live to serve ♫ ♫ Try the gray 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 Soufflé ♫ ♫ Pie and pudding, en flambé ♫ ♫ 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 ♫ ♫ Und it's all in perfect taste ♫ ♫ That you can bet ♫ ♫ Come on and lift your glass ♫ ♫ You've won your own free pass ♫ ♫ To be our guest ♫ ♫ If you're stressed it's fine dining we suggest ♫ ♫ Be our guest, be our guest ♫ ♫ Be our guest ♫ ♫ Life is so unnerving ♫ ♫ For a servant who's not serving ♫ ♫ He's not whole without a soul to wait upon ♫ Get off! ♫ 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 ♫ ♫ 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 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 ♫ ♫ -She's our guest -She's our guest ♫ ♫ Be our guest ♫ ♫ Be our guest, be our guest Our command is your request ♫ ♫ Let's go, people. Fun's over. Over here. Line up. ♫ ♫ It's 10 years since we've 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 ♫ ♫ Till 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 ♫ ♫ Please be our ♫ ♫ Guest! ♫ -Bravo! That was wonderful. -Thank you. Thank you, mademoiselle. Good show, wasn't it? Everyone! My goodness, look at the time. Now it's off to bed, off to bed. I couldn't possibly go to bed now. It's my first time in an enchanted castle. Enchanted! Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? It was you, wasn't it? I figured it out for myself. I'd like to look around, if that's all right. -Would you like a tour? -Wait a second. Wait a second. I'm not sure that's such a good idea. We can't let her go poking around in certain places, if you know what I mean. Perhaps you'd like to take me. I'm sure you know everything there is to know about the castle. Well. Actually, I... Yes, I do. As you can see, the pseudo-facade was stripped away to reveal the minimalist Rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. This is yet another example of the late-neoclassic Baroque period. And, as I always say, if it's not Baroque, don't fix it. Where was I? As you were! Now, then, if I may draw your attention to the flying buttresses above the... Mademoiselle? -What's up there? -Where? There? Nothing. Absolutely nothing of interest at all in the west wing. Dusty, dull, very boring. So, that's the west wing! Nice going. I wonder what he's hiding up there. -Hiding? The master is hiding nothing. -Then it wouldn't be forbidden. Perhaps mademoiselle would like to see something else? We have exquisite tapestries dating all the way back to... -Maybe later. -The gardens. Or... Or the... The library, perhaps? You have a library? -Yes. Indeed. -With books. -Scads of books. -Mountains of books. -Forests of books. -Cascades. -Cloudbursts. -Swamps of books. More books than you'll ever be able to read in a lifetime. Books on every subject ever studied by every author who ever set pen to paper.