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Poor Thing

アーティスト:Stephen Sondheim  アルバム:Sweeney Todd  作詞:SONDHEIM STEPHEN  作曲:SONDHEIM STEPHEN 

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Mrs. Lovett: There was a barber and his wife, And he was beautiful, A proper artist with a knife, But they transported him for life. And he was beautiful... [Spoken] Barker his name was-- Benjamin Barker. Todd: [Spoken] Transported? What was his crime? Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken] Foolishness. He had this wife, you see, Pretty little thing. Silly little nit Had her chance for the moon on a string-- Poor thing, poor thing. There were these two, you see, Wanted her like mad, One of 'em a judge, T'other one his beadle. Every day they'd nudge And they'd wheedle. Still she wouldn't budge From her needle. Too bad. Pure thing. So they merely shipped the poor blighter off south, they did, Leaving her with nothing but grief and a year-old kid. Did she use her head even then? Oh no, God forbid! Poor fool. Ah, but there was worse yet to come-- Poor thing. [Spoken] Johanna, that was the baby's name. Pretty little Johanna... Todd: [Spoke]


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