Gaston Lyrics

Gaston

Gaston:
Who does she think she is? That girl has tangled with the wrong man!
No one says "no" to Gaston!
LeFou:
Heh heh. Darn
right.
Gaston:
Dismissed! Rejected! Publicly Humiliated! Why, it's more
than I can bear.
LeFou:
More beer?
Gaston:
What for? Nothing helps.
I'm disgraced.
LeFou:
Who, you? Never! Gaston, you've got to pull yourself
together.



LeFou:
Gosh it disturbs me to see you,
Gaston
Looking so down in the dumps
Every 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


LeFou and Chorus:
No one's been like Gaston
A king pin like
Gaston

LeFou:
No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like
Gaston

Gaston:
As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating!

LeFou and
Chorus:
My what a guy, that Gaston!
Give five "hurrahs!"
Give twelve
"hip-hips!"


LeFou:
Gaston is the best
And the rest is all
drips

Chorus:
No one fights like Gaston
Douses lights like
Gaston

Beerdrinker 1:
In a wrestling match nobody bites like
Gaston!

Bimbettes:
For there's no one as burly and
brawny

Gaston:
As you see I've got biceps to
spare

LeFou:
Not a bit of him's scraggly or
scrawny

Gaston:
That's right!
And ev'ry last inch of me's covered
with hair

Cronies:
No one hits like
Gaston

Townsman:
Matches wits like Gaston

LeFou:
In a
spitting match nobody spits like Gaston

Gaston:
I'm especially good
at expectorating!
Ptoooie!

Cronies:
Ten points for
Gaston!
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!

Cronies:
No one shoots like
Gaston
Makes those beauts like Gaston

LeFou:
Then goes tromping
around wearing boots like Gaston

Gaston:
I use antlers in all of my
decorating!

Cronies:
Say it again
Who's a man among men?
And
then say it once more
Who's the hero next door?
Who's a super
success?
Don't you know? Can't you guess?
Ask his fans and his five
hangers-on
There's just one guy in town who's got all of it
down

LeFou:
And his name's G-A-S...T -
G-A-S-T - E -
G-A-S-T-O
- oh!
Cronies:
Gaston!