SWEENEY TODD
And what may I do for you today, Sir?
A stylish trimming of the hair?
A soothing skin massage? Sit, Sir. Sit.

JUDGE TURPIN
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

SWEENEY TODD
The closest I ever gave

JUDGE TURPIN
You're in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd

SWEENEY TODD
'Tis your delight, sir, catching fire
From one man to the next

JUDGE TURPIN
'Tis true, Sir, love can still inspire
The blood to pound, the heart leap higher, what more

SWEENEY TODD
What more

JUDGE TURPIN & SWEENEY TODD
Can man require?

JUDGE TURPIN
Than love, Sir?

SWEENEY TODD
More than love, Sir

JUDGE TURPIN
What, Sir?

SWEENEY TODD
Women

JUDGE TURPIN
Ah, yes, women

SWEENEY TODD
Pretty women

JUDGE TURPIN
Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom
Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom

SWEENEY TODD
Now then, my friend, now to your purpose
Patience, enjoy it, revenge can't be taken in haste

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

SWEENEY TODD
My lord, and who, may it be said is your intended, sir

JUDGE TURPIN
My ward, and pretty as a rosebud.

SWEENEY TODD
Pretty as her mother?

JUDGE TURPIN
What? What was that?

SWEENEY TODD
Nothing, Sir. Nothing.

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 cheers the air

Pretty women

JUDGE TURPIN
Silhouetted

SWEENEY TODD
Stay within you

JUDGE TURPIN
Glancing

SWEENEY TODD
Stay forever

JUDGE TURPIN
Breathing lightly

SWEENEY TODD
Pretty women

JUDGE TURPIN & SWEENEY TODD
Pretty women

SWEENEY TODD
Blowing out their

JUDGE TURPIN
Blowing out their

SWEENEY TODD & JUDGE TURPIN
Candles

SWEENEY TODD
Or combing out their

JUDGE TURPIN
Combing out their

SWEENEY TODD & JUDGE TURPIN
Hair

JUDGE TURPIN
Then they leave

SWEENEY TODD
Even when they leave

JUDGE TURPIN
Even when they leave you and vanish
They somehow can still remain there with you
There with you

SWEENEY TODD
They still are there
They're there

JUDGE TURPIN & SWEENEY TODD
Ah, pretty women

SWEENEY TODD
At their mirrors

JUDGE TURPIN
In their gardens

SWEENEY TODD
Letter writing

JUDGE TURPIN
Flower picking

SWEENEY TODD
Weather watching

JUDGE TURPIN & SWEENEY TODD
How they make a man sing
Proof of heaven, as you're living
Pretty women, Sir, pretty women, yes
Pretty women, Sir

SWEENEY TODD
Pretty women, all the women
Pretty women

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