Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RICHARD WHITE/JESSE CORTI
RICHARD WHITE/JESSE CORTI
Vocals
The Chorus of Beauty and the Beast
The Chorus of Beauty and the Beast
Chorus
David Friedman
David Friedman
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howard Ashman
Howard Ashman
Lyrics
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer
Danny Troob
Danny Troob
Orchestrator
David Friedman
David Friedman
Vocal Arranger
Kathleen Fogarty-Bennett
Kathleen Fogarty-Bennett
Score Editor
Neil S. Bulk
Neil S. Bulk
Score Editor
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Producer
Howard Ashman
Howard Ashman
Producer
Bruce Botnick
Bruce Botnick
Mixing Engineer
Michael Farrow
Michael Farrow
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Who does she think she is? That girl has tangled with the wrong man! No one says "No" to Gaston! Darn right! Dismissed! Rejected! Publicly humiliated! Why, it's more than I can bear More beer? What for? Nothing helps. I'm disgraced Who, you? Never! Gaston, you've got to pull yourself together Gosh, it disturbs me to see you, Gaston Looking so down in the dumps Ev'ry guy here'd love to be you, Gaston Even when taking your lumps There's no man in town as admired as you You're ev'ryone's favorite guy Ev'ryone's awed and inspired by you And it's not very hard to see why No one's slick as Gaston No one's quick as Gaston No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston's For there's no man in town half as manly Perfect, a pure paragon! You can ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on No one's been like Gaston A king pin like Gaston No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating! My what a guy, that Gaston! Give five "hurrahs!" Give twelve "hip-hips!" Gaston is the best And the rest is all drips No one fights like Gaston Douses lights like Gaston In a wrestling match nobody bites like Gaston! For there's no one as burly and brawny As you see I've got biceps to spare Not a bit of him's scraggly or scrawny That's right! And ev'ry last inch of me's covered with hair No one hits like Gaston Matches wits like Gaston In a spitting match nobody spits like Gaston I'm espcially good at expectorating! Ptoooie! Ten points for Gaston! When I was a lad I ate four dozen eggs Ev'ry morning to help me get large And now that I'm grown I eat five dozen eggs So I'm roughly the size of a barge! No one shoots like Gaston Makes those beauts like Gaston Then goes tromping around wearing boots like Gaston I use antlers in all of my decorating! Say it again, who's the man among man? And then say it once more Who's the hero next door who's the supe successful gentleman There's just one man in town whose all of the above And his name's G-A-S, uh, T-G-A-S-T-E, G-A-S-T-O, ow, Gaston!
Writer(s): Howard Elliott Ashman, Alan Irwin Menken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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