Ladies in Their Sensitivities lyrics

[Judge Turpin:]

I have news for you, my friend

In order to shield her from the evils of this world,

I have decided to marry my dear Johanna.

[Beadle Bamford:]

Ah, sir, happy news indeed!

[Judge Turpin:]

Strange though,

When I offered myself to her

She showed a certain... reluctance.

[Beadle Bamford:]

Excuse me, my lord

May I request, my lord

Permission, my lord, to speak?

Forgive me if I suggest, my lord

You're looking less than your best, my lord

There's powder upon your vest, my lord

And stubble upon your cheek.

And ladies, my lord, are weak.

[Judge Turpin:]

Stubble you say?

Perhaps I am a little over-hasty in the mornings...

[Beadle Bamford:]

Fret not though, my lord

I know a place, my lord

A barber, my lord, of skill.

Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord

Some eau de cologne to grace, my lord

And musk to enhance the chase, my lord

You'll dazzle the girl until...

[Judge Turpin:]

Until?

[Beadle Bamford:]

She bows to your every will.

[Judge Turpin:]

Barber? Take me to him.

[Beadle Bamford:]

His name is Todd, my lord

And he is the very last word in barbering.