Ladies in Their Sensitivities

Song Ladies in Their Sensitivities
Artist Stephen Sondheim
Album Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2005 Broadway Revival Cast - With New Orchestrations by Sarah Travis)

Lyrics

[00:00.200] Judge Turpin, spoken: Walk home with me, for I have news for you.
[00:02.894] In order to shield her from the evils of this world, I have decided to marry Johanna next Monday.
[00:09.098] Beadle, spoken: Ah, sir, happy news indeed.
[00:12.382] Judge Turpin, spoken: Strange, when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance.
[00:18.332] Beadle: Excuse me, my lord.
[00:20.141] May I request, my lord,
[00:21.444] Permission, my lord, to speak?
[00:24.049] Forgive me if I suggest, my lord,
[00:26.670] You're looking less than your best, my lord,
[00:29.268] There's powder upon your vest, my lord,
[00:31.876] And stubble upon your cheek.
[00:39.789] And ladies, my lord, are weak.
[00:44.761] Judge Turpin, spoken: Perhaps if she greets me cordially upon my return,
[00:48.172] I shall give her a small gift...
[00:52.869] Beadle: Ladies in their sensitivities, my lord,
[00:58.370] Have a fragile sensibility,
[01:03.309] When a girl's emergent,
[01:05.935] Probably it's urgent
[01:08.537] You defer to her gentility, my lord.
[01:13.506] Personal disorder cannot be ignored,
[01:18.468] Given their genteel proclivities.
[01:23.161] Meaning no offense, it
[01:25.774] Happens they resents it,
[01:28.137] Ladies in their sensitivities, my lord.
[01:37.081] Judge Turpin, spoken: Stubble, you say? Perhaps I am a little overhasty with my morning ablutions...
[01:44.081] Beadle: Fret not though, my lord,
[01:46.177] I know a place, my lord,
[01:47.232] A barber, my lord, of skill.
[01:50.119] Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord,
[01:52.731] Some eau de cologne to brace my lord,
[01:55.351] And musk to enhance the chase, my lord,
[01:57.962] You'll dazzle the girl until...
[02:02.969] Judge Turpin, spoken: Until?
[02:06.108] Beadle, spoken: She bows to your every will.
[02:11.605] Judge Turpin, spoken: Perhaps you may be right. Take me to him.