Stephen Sondheim - Pretty Women lyrics

Judge Turpin: (spoken) Mr. Todd? Todd: (spoken) At your service-- An honor to receive your patronage, m'lord! Judge Turpin: You know me, sir? Todd: (spoken) 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 ma**age? Sit, sir-- sit! Judge Turpin: 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... [whistles with music] Judge Turpin: (spoken) You're in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd... 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 heart leap higher! What more-- What more can man require-- Todd: (with Judge Turpin) What more can man require? Judge Turpin: --than love, sir? Todd: More than love, sir! Judge Turpin: What, sir? Todd: Women! Judge Turpin: Ah, yes, women... Todd: Pretty women! [Judge Turpin begins to hum along with the music; Todd comes in with whistling] Todd: [aside] (sung) Now, then, my friend... Now, to your purpose... Patience-- enjoy it! Revenge can't be taken in...haste! Judge Turpin: (cuts in) 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 Turpin: My ward! (spoken) ...a pretty little rosebud! Todd: (spoken) Pretty as her mother? Judge Turpin: (spoken) What? What was that? Todd: (spoken) Nothing, sir! 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... Judge Turpin: Silhouetted... Todd: Stay within you... Judge Turpin: Glancing... Todd: Stay forever... Judge Turpin: Breathing lightly... Todd: Pretty women... Together: Pretty women! Todd (with Judge Turpin): Blowing out their candles or Combing out their hair Even when they leave They still...are there They're there... Judge Turpin (with Todd): Blowing out their candles or Combing out their hair Then they leave... Even when they leave you and vanish They somehow can still remain, there, With you... There, with you... Together: Ah! Todd: Pretty women! At their mirrors, Judge Turpin: In their gardens, Todd: Letter-writing, Turpin: Flower-picking, Todd: Weather-watching, Together: How they make a man sing! Proof of heaven, as you're living! Todd (with Judge Turpin): Pretty women! Sir! Pretty women! Yes! Pretty women! Oh! Pretty women! Judge Turpin (with Todd): Pretty women, Pretty women, Pretty women, Pretty women, sir, Pretty women!