Alan Rickman - Ladies in Their Sensitivities lyrics

Ladies and their Sensitivities Judge (spoken) Walk home with me, for I have news for you In order to shield her from the evils of this world I have decided to marry Johanna next Monday Beadle (spoken) Ah, sir happy news Judge (spoken) Strange, when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance Beadle (sung) Excuse me my lord May I request my lord Permission my lord to speak? Forgive me if I suggest my lord You're looking less than your best my lord There's powder upon your vest my lord And stubble upon your cheek And ladies my lord Are weak Judge (spoken) Perhaps if she greets me cordially upon my return I shall give her a small gift Beadle (sung) Ladies in their sensitivities my lord Have a fragile sensibility When a girl's emergent Probably it's urgent You differ to her gentility, my lord Personal disorder cannot be ignored Given their gentile proclivities Meaning no offense It happens they resents it Ladies in their sensitivities my lord Judge (spoken) Stubble you say? Perhaps at times I am over hasty with my morning ablutions Beadle (sung) Fret not though my lord I know a place my lord A barber my lord of sk** Thus armed with a shaven face my lord Some eau de cologne to grace my lord And musk to enhance the chase my lord You'll dazzle the girl until Judge (spoken) Until?? Beadle (sung) She bows to your every will Judge (spoken) Perhaps you may be right, take me to him