Pretty Women

What can I do for you today sir?
Stylish trimming of the hair?
Soothing skin massage
Sit sir. Sit.

You see sir a man infatued with love. Her ardent amd 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.

The closest I ever gave
*whistles*

In a merry mood today Mr. Todd?
Tis your delight sir catching fire from one man to the next
Tis true sir love can still inspire the blood to pound, the heart leap higher. What more
What more?
Can man require.

Than love sir
More than love sir
What sir?
Women
Ah yes women.

Pretty women
Now then my friend
Now to your purpose
Patience. Enjoy it
Revenge can't be taken in haste.

Make haste and in this work you'll be commended sir
My lord
And who may it be said is your intended sir?
My ward
Pretty as a rose bud
Pretty as her mother?
Huh? What was that?

Nothing sir. Nothing
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 chills the air
Pretty women.

Silhouetted...
Stay within you
Glancing...
Stay forever
Breathing lightly
Pretty women
(together and alternating)
Pretty women!

Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair
Combing out their hair then they leave
Even when they leave you and vanish they somehow can still can remain there with you
Even when they leave
They still are there
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
Pretty women
Pretty women
Pretty women.