"Pretty Women (Pt. 1)" lyrics

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

[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*]

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Well, 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

[TODD:]
What more

[JUDGE TURPIN & TODD:]
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