Текст песни 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 of it, and if we wed, you're will 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

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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

Thanks to JorgeBean

Thanks to Kristina C. for these lyrics