Pretty Women (Pt. 2)

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
And pretty as a rosebud

As pretty as her mother?

What? What was that?

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...

Silhouetted...

Stay within you...

Glancing...

Stay forever...

Breathing lightly...

Pretty women...

Pretty women!

Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair...

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)

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, yes! (Pretty women, here's to)
Pretty women, sir! (Pretty women)
Pretty women! (All the)
Pretty women, sir! (Pretty women...)
Pretty women...

Johanna marries me Sunday
Everything's set, we leave tonight

You!

Judge Turpin!

There is indeed a higher power to warn me thus in time!
Johanna, elope with you?
I will lock her up in some obscure retreat
Where neither you nor any other vile corrupting youth
Shall ever lay eyes on her again!

But, sir, I beg of you!

And as for you, barber!
It's all too clear what company you keep
Service them well and hold their custom for you'll have none of mine!



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Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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