But fi rst, sir, I think—a shave
Todd:
Th e closest I ever gave
Judge:
You are in a merry mood today, Mr Todd
Todd:
'Tis your delight, sir, catching fi re
From one man to the next
Judge:
'Tis true, sir, love can still inspire
Th e blood to pound, the heart leap higher
What more,
Both:
What more can man require—
Th an love, sir?
Todd
More than love, sir
Judge
What, sir?
Todd
Women
Judge
Ah yes, women
Todd
Pretty women
Now then, my friend
Now to your purpose
Patience, enjoy it
Revenge can't be taken in haste
Judge
Make haste, and if we wed,
You'll be commended, sir
Todd
My lord…
And who, may it be said,
Is your intended, sir?
Judge
My ward
And pretty as a rosebud
Todd
Pretty as her mother?
Judge
What? What was that?
Todd
Oh, nothing, sir Nothing
Pretty women…
Fascinating…
Sipping coff ee,
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
Silhouetted…
Todd
Stay within you…
Judge
Glancing…
Todd
Stay forever…
Judge
Breathing lightly…
Todd
Pretty women…
Both
Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair…
Th en they leave…
Even when they leave you
And vanish, they somehow
Can still remain
Th ere with you,
Th ere with you
Both
Ah,
Pretty women…
Todd
At their mirrors…
Judge
In their gardens…
Todd
Even when they leave you
Th ey still
Are
Th ere
Th ey're there
Todd
Letter-writing…
Judge
Flower-picking…
Todd
Weather-watching…
Both
How they make a man sing!
Proof of heaven
As you're living—
Pretty women, sir!
Todd (Judge)
Pretty women, yes! (Pretty women, here's to)
Pretty women, sir! (Pretty women, all the)
Pretty women! (Pretty women…)
Pretty women, sir!