Pretty Women Lyrics

Original Broadway production 1979
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street the Musical - Pretty Women Lyrics


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

JUDGE:
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.

TODD:
The closest I ever gave.

JUDGE:
You are in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd.

TODD:
'Tis your delight, sir, catching fire
From one man to the next.

JUDGE:
'Tis true, sir, love can still inspire
The blood to pound, the heart leap higher.

BOTH:
What more, what more can man require-

JUDGE:
Than 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. May we proceed?
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:
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...

JUDGE:                                                      TODD:
Then they leave...
Even when they leave you                           Even when they leave,
And vanish, they somehow                          They still
Can still remain                                          Are
There with you,                                         There.
There with you.                                         They're there.

BOTH:
Ah,
Pretty women

TODD:
At their mirrors...

JUDGE:
In their gardens...

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!

JUDGE:                                                TODD:
Pretty women, yes!                               Pretty women, here's to
Pretty women, sir!                                Pretty women,
Pretty women!                                     All the
Pretty women, sir!                                Pretty women...
Pretty women...

ANTHONY:
She says she'll marry me Sunday,
Everything's set, we leave tonight

JUDGE:
You!

ANTHONY:
Judge Turpin!

JUDGE:
There is indeed a Higher Power to warn me thus in time.
Johanna elope with you? I'll lock her up in some obscure retreat
where neither you nor any other vile, corrupting youth shall ever lay eyes on her again.

ANTHONY:
But, sir, I beg of you-

JUDGE:
And as for you, barber, it is all too clear what company you keep.
Service them well! and hold their custom - for you'll have none of mine.

ANTHONY:
Mr. Todd!

TODD:
Out.

[Thanks to Sam Wilkes for lyrics]

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