Testi Soundtracks :: S

Judge:

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:

Oh, sir, happy news indeed!



Judge:

Strange, though. When I offered myself to her she showed a certain... reluctance.



Beadle:

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:

Stubble, you say? Perhaps I am a little over-hasty in the mornings



Beadle:

Fret not though my lord I know a place my lord

a barber my lord of skill

Thus art with a shaven face my lord

Some eau de cologne to place my lord

And to enhance the chase my lord

You'll dazzle the girl until...



Judge:

Until?



Beadle:

She bows to your every will



Judge:

A barber? Take me to him