Pretty Women (Pt. 1)

Lyrics
[TODD, spoken] And what may I do for you, sir? A stylish trimming of the hair? A soothing skin massage? [JUDGE TURPIN] You see, sir, a man infatuate 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 [TODD] The closest I ever gave [TODD whistles cheerfully.] [JUDGE TURPIN, spoken] Well, you're in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd. [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 [TODD] What more [JUDGE TURPIN & TODD] Can man require— [JUDGE TURPIN] Than love, sir? [TODD] More than love, sir [JUDGE TURPIN] What, sir? [TODD] Women [JUDGE TURPIN] Ah yes, women [TODD] Pretty women [TODD lathers the JUDGE's face, then turns to his razor.]
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Credits
- Writers
- Stephen Sondheim