Dream A Little Dream Lyrics

Dream A Little Dream lyrics

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!