Ladies in Their Sensitivities

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John Rapson - Pop, Broadway

Ladies in Their Sensitivities

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[JUDGE TURPIN, spoken] Walk home with me, for I have news for you. In order to shield her from the evils of this world, I have decided to marry Johanna next Monday.  [BEADLE, spoken] Ah, sir, happy news, indeed! [JUDGE TURPIN, spoken] Strange—when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance.  [BEADLE] Excuse me, my lord May I request, my lord Permission, my lord, to speak? Forgive me if I suggest, my lord You're looking less than your best, my lord There's powder upon your vest, my lord And stubble upon your cheek And ladies, my lord, are weak Ladies in their sensitivities, my lord Have a fragile sensibility When a girl's emergent Probably it's urgent You defer to her gent- Ility, my lord Personal disorder cannot be ignored Given their genteel proclivities Meaning no offense, it Happens they resents it Ladies in their sensit- Ivities, my lord [JUDGE TURPIN, spoken] Stubble, you say? Perhaps at times I am a little over-hasty with my morning ablutions... [BEADLE] Fret not, though, my lord I know a place, my lord A barber, my lord, of skill Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord Some eau de cologne to brace my lord And musk to enhance the chase, my lord You'll dazzle the girl until [JUDGE TURPIN, spoken] Until? [BEADLE] She bows to your every will [JUDGE TURPIN, spoken] Perhaps you may be right. Take me to him.

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  • Stephen Sondheim