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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martin Short
Martin Short
Performer
Shania Twain
Shania Twain
Performer
David Alan Grier
David Alan Grier
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howard Ashman
Howard Ashman
Songwriter
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer
Michael Starobin
Michael Starobin
Orchestrator
Doug Besterman
Doug Besterman
Orchestrator
Danny Troob
Danny Troob
Orchestrator
Jonathan Tunick
Jonathan Tunick
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Kraft
Richard Kraft
Producer
Eve Nelson
Eve Nelson
Producer
Dawn Solér
Dawn Solér
Producer
Scott Smith
Scott Smith
Mixing Engineer
Raymond Cervenka
Raymond Cervenka
Mixing Engineer
Patricia Sullivan
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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