[00:00.000] 作词 : Stephen Sondheim
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Stephen Sondheim
[00:00.000]D: What may I do for you today, sir?
[00:04.389]A stylish trimming of the hair?
[00:07.401]Soothing skin message?
[00:09.158]Sit, sir, sit.
[00:10.914]A: You see, sir a man infatuate with love her ardent and eager slave. So fetch the pomade and pumice soon and lend me a more seductive tone. A sprinkling perhaps of French cologne but first, sir, I think a shave.
[00:30.740]D: The closest I ever gave.
[00:38.590]A: In a merry mood today Mr. Todd?
[00:41.107]D: 'Tis your delight, sir catching fire from one man to the next.
[00:46.126]A: 'Tis true, sir love can still inspire the blood to pound the heart leap higher. What more
[00:51.900]D: What more
[00:52.653]A: Can man require than love, sir (D: can man require)
[00:55.414]D: More than love, sir.
[00:56.416]A: What, sir.
[00:56.919]D: Women.
[00:57.922]A: a yeah women.
[00:59.177]D: Pretty women.
[01:01.183]bababababababababababa~
[01:31.545]Now then, my friend.
[01:36.817]Now to your purpose.
[01:41.585]Patience, enjoy it.
[01:46.104]Revenge can't be taken in haste.
[01:50.623]A: Make haste and if we wed you'll be commended sir.
[01:53.132]D: My lord. And who, may it be said is your intended, sir?
[01:59.655]A: My ward.
[02:04.424]A pretty little rosebud.
[02:06.934]D: Pretty as her mother?
[02:08.941]A: What? What was that?
[02:12.956]D: Nothing, sir. Nothing. May we proceed?
[02:16.972]Pretty women
[02:19.231]Fascinating
[02:21.992]Sipping coffee
[02:24.500]Dancing
[02:27.008]Pretty women
[02:29.518]Are a wonder
[02:32.278]Pretty women
[02:37.545]Sitting in the window or standing on the stair.
[02:47.332]Something in them Cheere the air.
[02:57.621]Pretty women
[03:00.633]A: Silhouetted
[03:03.142]D: Stay within you
[03:05.903]A: Glancing
[03:08.163]D: Stay forever
[03:10.674]A: Breathing lightly
[03:13.183]D: Pretty women
[03:15.441]A&D: Pretty women
[03:17.951]Blowing out their candles or combing out their hair.
[03:27.487]A: Then they leave
[03:28.742]D: Even when they...they still...are there...they're there...
[03:32.257](A:Even when they leave...leave you and vanish... they somehow can still remain...there with you)
[03:40.035]A&D: Pretty women
[03:41.792]D: At their mirrors
[03:42.294]A: In their gardens
[03:42.795]D: Letter-writing
[03:43.548]A: Flower-picking
[03:44.552]D: Weather-watching
[03:45.304]A&D: How the make a man sing
[03:50.324]Proof of heaven
[03:53.082]As you're living
[03:55.590]Pretty women, sir!
[03:57.850]Pretty women, yes!
[04:00.108]Pretty women, go!
[04:02.116]Pretty women, pretty women.

作词 : Stephen Sondheim
作曲 : Stephen Sondheim
D: What may I do for you today, sir?
A stylish trimming of the hair?
Soothing skin message?
Sit, sir, sit.
A: You see, sir a man infatuate with love her ardent and eager slave. So fetch the pomade and pumice soon and lend me a more seductive tone. A sprinkling perhaps of French cologne but first, sir, I think a shave.
D: The closest I ever gave.
A: In a merry mood today Mr. Todd?
D: 'Tis your delight, sir catching fire from one man to the next.
A: 'Tis true, sir love can still inspire the blood to pound the heart leap higher. What more
D: What more
A: Can man require than love, sir (D: can man require)
D: More than love, sir.
A: What, sir.
D: Women.
A: a yeah women.
D: Pretty women.
bababababababababababa~
Now then, my friend.
Now to your purpose.
Patience, enjoy it.
Revenge can't be taken in haste.
A: Make haste and if we wed you'll be commended sir.
D: My lord. And who, may it be said is your intended, sir?
A: My ward.
A pretty little rosebud.
D: Pretty as her mother?
A: What? What was that?
D: 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 Cheere the air.
Pretty women
A: Silhouetted
D: Stay within you
A: Glancing
D: Stay forever
A: Breathing lightly
D: Pretty women
A&D: Pretty women
Blowing out their candles or combing out their hair.
A: Then they leave
D: Even when they...they still...are there...they're there...
(A:Even when they leave...leave you and vanish... they somehow can still remain...there with you)
A&D: Pretty women
D: At their mirrors
A: In their gardens
D: Letter-writing
A: Flower-picking
D: Weather-watching
A&D: How the make a man sing
Proof of heaven
As you're living
Pretty women, sir!
Pretty women, yes!
Pretty women, go!
Pretty women, pretty women.