Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street - Pretty Women Lyrics

Sweeney Todd
(Judge Turpin)
{Both}

[Spoken]
(Mr. Todd)
At your service
An honour to receive your your patronage, my lord
(You know me, sir?)
Who in this wide world does not know the great Judge Turpin?

And what may I do for you, sir?
A stylish trimming of the hair?
A soothing skin massage?
Sit, sir. Sit

[Sung]
(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 are in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd)
It's 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}
(than love, sir?)
More than love, sir, (what, sir?)
Women, (ah yes, women)
Pretty women

*Sweeney Todd whistles*

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)

[Spoken]
(And pretty as a rosebud)
Pretty as her mother?
(What? What was that?)
Oh, nothing, sir
Nothing, nothing, may we proceed?

[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
(Silhouetted...)
Stay within you,
(Glancing...) stay forever,
(Breathing lightly...)
Pretty women,
{Pretty women!}

Blowing out their candles or
(blowing out their candles)
Combing out their hair,
(combing out their hair, then they leave)
Even when they leave
(even when they leave you and vanish)
They still are there.
(they somehow can still remain there with you)
They're there
(they're there with you)

Ah! {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!}
Here's to {pretty women}
All the {pretty women}
{Pretty women}
{Pretty women}