| Strange, though— when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance
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| Excuse me, my lord
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| May I request, my lord
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| Permission, my lord, to speak?
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| Forgive me, if I suggest, my lord
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| You’re looking less than your best, my lord
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| There’s powder upon your vest, my lord
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| And stubble upon your cheek
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| And ladies, my lord, are weak
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| Ladies and their sensitivities, my lord!
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| Have a fragile sensibility
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| When a girl’s emergent
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| Probably, it’s urgent
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| You refer to her gentility, my lord!
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| Personal disorder cannot be ignored
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| Given their gentile proclivities
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| Meaning no offenses it
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| Happens, they resense it
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| Ladies and their sensitivities, my lord!
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| Stubble you say?
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| Perhaps at times I am a little over-hasty with my morning ablutions
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| Fret not though my lord
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| I know a place my lord
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| A barber, my lord, of skill
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| Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord
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| Some eau de cologne to grace, my lord
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| And musk to enhance the chase, my lord
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| You’ll dazzle the girl until
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| She bows to your every will!
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| Perhaps you’re right! |
| Take me to him!
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| The name is Todd
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| We’d best not wait until Monday
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| Sir, I concur
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| And fully, too
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| Sweeney Todd
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| It isn’t right
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| We’d best be married on Sunday
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| Saturday, sir
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| Would also do
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| Or else tonight
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| I think I heard a noise
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| Fear not
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| I mean another noise!
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| Like what?
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| Oh, never mind
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| Just a noise
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| Just another noise
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| Something in the street
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| I’m a silly little
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| Ninnynoddle —
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| You mustn’t mind
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| It’s a noise
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| Just another noise
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| Something in the street
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| You silly —
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| Kiss me!
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| Oh, sir…
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| We’ll go to Paris on Monday
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| What shall I wear?
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| I daren’t pack!
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| We’ll ride a train …
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| With you beside me on Sunday
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| What will I care what things I lack?
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| Then sail to Spain …
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| I’ll take my reticule
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| I need my reticule
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| You mustn’t think
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| Me a fool
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| But my reticule
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| Never leaves my side
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| It’s the only thing
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| My mother gave me —
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| Why take your reticule?
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| We’ll buy a reticule
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| I’d never think
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| You a fool
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| But a reticule —
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| Leave it all aside
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| And begin again and
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| Kiss me!
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| Kiss me!
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| I know a place where we can go tonight
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| We’ll go there
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| The name is Todd
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| Todd?
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| Kiss me!
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| We have a place where we can go
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| Kiss me!
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| We have a place where we can go tonight
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| Todd. |
| Sweeney Todd
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| Todd …
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| Todd
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| I loved you
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| Even as
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| I saw you
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| Even as
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| It did not
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| Matter that I did
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| Not know your name
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| Johanna
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| Johanna
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| Johanna…
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| I loved you
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| Even as
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| I saw you
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| Even as
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| It does not
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| Matter that I still
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| Don’t know your name, sir
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| Even as I saw you
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| Even as it does not
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| Matter that I still
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| Don’t know your name
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| Todd… Sweeney Todd
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| Sweeney Todd
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| Anthony
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| Todd?
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| Todd
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| Anthony…
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| Todd, eh?
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| I’ll marry Anthony Sunday
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| That’s what
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| I’ll do
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| No matter what!
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| I knew you’d come for me
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| One day
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| Only afraid that you’d forgot.
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| You marry Anthony Sunday
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| That’s what you’ll do
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| No matter what!
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| I knew I’d come for you
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| One day
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| Only afraid that you’d forgot
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| Ladies in their sensitivities, my lord
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| Pray lead the way
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| Have a fragile sensibility
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| Just as you say
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| I feared you’d never come
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| That you’d been called away
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| That you’d been killed
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| Had the plague
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| Were in debtor’s jail
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| Trampled by a horse
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| Gone to sea again
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| Arrested by the …
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| Marry me, marry me, miss
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| You’ll marry me Sunday
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| Favor me, favor me
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| With your hand
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| Promise
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| Marry me, marry me
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| That you’ll marry me —
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| Enough of all this …
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| When a girl’s emergent
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| Probably it’s urgent
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| Ladies in their sensitivities
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| Oh, sir…
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| Ah, miss…
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| Oh, sir…
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| Oh, sir …
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| Oh, sir …
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| Oh, sir …
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| Oh, sir …
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| Oh, sir …
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| Ah, miss …
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| Ah, miss
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| Ah, miss …
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| Ah, miss …
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| Ah, miss. |
| .
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| Todd… |