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Pretty Women

Sweeney Todd
What can I do for you today sir? Stylish trimming of the hair? Soothing skin massage. Sit sir. Sit.

Judge Turpin
You see sir a man infatued with love. Her ardent amd 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
*whistles*

Judge Turpin
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 heartly pyre. What more

Sweeney Todd
What more?

Judge Turpin and 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
Now then my friend.
Now to your purpose.
Patience. Enjoy it.
Revenge can't be taken in haste.

Judge Turpin
Make haste and in this work you'll be commended sir

Sweeney Todd
My lord...
And who may it be said is your intended sir?

Judge Turpin
My ward
Pretty as a rose bud

Sweeney Todd
Pretty as her mother?

Judge Turpin
Huh? What was that?

Sweeney Todd(spoken)
Nothing sir. Nothing.
(sung)
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 and Sweeney Todd(together and alternating)
Pretty women!

Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair,
Combing out their hair then they leave
Even when they leave you and vainish they somehow can still can remain there with you
Even when they leave
They still are there.
They're there
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.

Sweeney Todd and Judge Turpin
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


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