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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martin Short
Performer
Shania Twain
Performer
David Alan Grier
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Menken
Composer
Howard Ashman
Lyrics
Michael Starobin
Orchestrator
Doug Besterman
Orchestrator
Danny Troob
Orchestrator
Jonathan Tunick
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Kraft
Producer
Eve Nelson
Producer
Dawn Solér
Producer
Scott Smith
Mixing Engineer
Raymond Cervenka
Mixing Engineer
Patricia Sullivan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Ma chère 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, chérie
And we'll provide the rest
Soup du jour, hot hors d'œuvre
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 ragoût, 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 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
Oh, 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 oopsy-daisy
Ma cheré Mademoiselle
It is my honor to present
My favorite cup of tea
The incomparable Mrs. Potts
Ooh, 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-shoein'
I'll be bubblin', I'll be brewin'
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 (she's our guest)
Oh, she's our guest (she's our guest)
Be our guest, be our guest
Our command is your request
It's been 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
'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 (be our guest!)
Be our guest (be our guest!)
Please, be our guest
Writer(s): Howard Elliott Ashman, Alan Irwin Menken
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