Pretty Women

Mr. Todd? At your service An honor to receive your patronage, m'lord! You know me, sir? Who in this wide world does not know the great Judge Turpin? What may I do for you today, sir? A stylish... Trimming of the hair? A soothing skin massage? Sit, sir, sit! 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! The closest I ever gave You're in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd 'Tis your delight, sir Catching fire From one man to the next! 'Tis true, sir, love can still inspire The blood to pound, the heart leap higher! What more What more can man require What more can man require? Than love, sir? More than love, sir! What, sir? Women! Ah, yes, women Pretty women! Now, then, my friend Now, to your purpose Patience, enjoy it Revenge can't be taken in... Haste Make haste, and if we wed you'll be commended, sir! My lord! And who may it be said is your intended, sir? My ward! A pretty little rosebud! Pretty as her mother? What? What was that? Nothing, sir! Nothing! Pretty women Fascinating Sipping coffee Or 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 Silhouetted Stay within you Glancing Stay forever Breathing lightly Pretty women Pretty women Blowing out their candles or Combing out their hair Even when they leave They still Are there (with you) They're there... (there, with you) Pretty women at their mirrors In their gardens Letter-writing Flower-picking Weather-watching How they make a man sing! Proof of heaven, as you're living! Pretty women, sir! Pretty women, yes! Pretty women, oh! Pretty women! Pretty women!