Letra da Música Lovely Ladies de Les Misérables

SAILOR ONE
I smell women
Smell em in the air
Think I'll drop my anchor
In that harbor over there

SAILOR TWO
Lovely ladies
I'll love till I'm broke
Seven months at sea
And now I'm make you hungry for a poke

SAILOR THREE
Even stokers need a little stoke!

WOMEN
Lovely ladies
Waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers
Who only come at night
Lovely ladies
Ready for the call
Standing up or lying down
Or any way at all
Bargain prices up against the wall

CRONE
What pretty hair!
What pretty locks you got there
What luck you got. It's worth a centime, my dear
I'll take the lot

FANTINE
Don't touch me! Leave me alone!

CRONE
Let's make a price.
I'll give you all of ten francs,
Just think of that!

FANTINE
It pays a debt

CRONE
Just think of that

FANTINE
What can I do? It pays a debt.
Ten francs may save my poor Cosette!

WOMEN
Lovely ladies
Waiting in the dark
Ready for a thick one
Or a quick one in the park

Whore 1
Long time short time
Any time, my dear
Cost a little extra if you want to take all year!

ALL
Quick and cheap is underneath the pier!

TOOTH MAN
Come over here,
It's twenty francs for a tooth.

HEAD WHORE
Come here my dear.
I'll pay well for your youth.

TOOTH MAN
The pain won't last,
You'll still be able to bite.

HEAD WHORE
Just the back ones.

TOOTH MAN
I do it fast,
I know my business all right.
It's worth a go.

FANTINE
You'll pay me first
What I am due.

TOOTH MAN
You'll get twice
If I take two!

PIMP
Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there?

WHORE ONE
A bit of skirt. She's the one sold her hair.

WHORE TWO
She's got a kid. Sends her all that she can

PIMP
I might have known
There is always some man
Lovely lady, come along and join us!
Lovely lady!

WHORE ONE
Come on dearie, why all the fuss?
You're no grander than the rest of us
Life has dropped you at the bottom of the heap
Join your sisters

WHORE TWO
Make money in your sleep!

WHORE THREE
That's right dearie, show him what you've got!

WHORE ONE
That's right dearie, let him have the lot

WOMEN
Old men, young men, take ‘em as they come
Harbor rats and alley cats and every kind of scum
Poor men, rich men, leaders of the land
See them with their trousers off they're never quite as grand
All it takes is money in your hand!

Lovely ladies
Going for a song
Got a lot of callers
But they never stay for long

FANTINE
Come on, Captain,
you can wear your shoes
Don't it make a change
To have a girl who can't refuse
Easy money
Lying on a bed
Just as well they never see
The hate that's in your head
Don't they know they're making love
To one already dead!