Original lyrics
ENCan you imagine, me, the wife of that boorish, brainless?
Madame Gaston, can't you just see it?
Madame Gaston, his little wife? Ugh
No, sir, not me I guarantee it
I want much more than this provincial life
I want adventure in the great, wide somewhere
I want it more than I can tell
And, for once, it might be grand to have someone understand
I want so much more than they've got planned
