Pretty Women

And what may I do for you sir?

A stylish trimming of the hair?

A soothing skin massage

You see sir a man infatuated with love

Her ardent and eager slave

So fetch the pomade and pumice stone

And lend me a more seductive tone

A sprinkling perhaps of French cologne but first sir I think, a shave

The closest I ever gave

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You're in a merry mood today Mr. Todd

'Tis your delight sir

Catching fire from one man to the next

'Tis true sir love can still inspire the blood to pound

The heart leap higher

What more?

What more?

Can man require

Than love sir

More than love sir

What sir?

Women

Ah yes women

Pretty women

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Now then my friend

Now to your purpose

Patience, enjoy it

Revenge can't be taken in haste

Make haste and if we wed you'll be commended sir

My lord

And who may it be said is your intended sir?

My ward

Pretty as a rose bud

Pretty as her mother?

What? What was that?

Oh, nothing sir, nothing, nothing

May we proceed?

Pretty women

Fascinating

Sipping coffee

Dancing

Pretty women

Are a wonder

Pretty women!

Sitting in the window or

Standing on the stair

Something in them chills the air

Pretty women

Silhouetted

Stay within you

Glancing

Stay forever

Breathing lightly

Pretty women

Pretty women!

Blowing out their candles or

Combing out their hair (Combing out their hair then they leave)

Even when they leave you and vanish (Even when they leave)

They somehow can still remain there with you, there with you (They still are there, they're there)

Ah! Pretty women

At their mirrors

In their gardens

Letter-writing

Flower-picking

Weather-watching

How they make a man sing!

Proof of heaven as you're living

Pretty women! Sir, pretty women!

Yes pretty women

Pretty women

Pretty women

Pretty women

She says she'll marry me Sunday

Everything's set, we leave at one

You?!

Judge Turpin!

There is indeed a higher power to warn me thus in time!

Johanna, elope with you?

I'll lock her up in some obscure retreat!

Where neither you nor any other vile corrupting youth

Shall ever lay on eyes on her again!

But sir, I beg of you!

And as for you, Barber

It is all too clear what company you keep

Service them well and hold their custom

For you'll have none of mine!

Mr. Todd -

Out!