Tobias:
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You know, mum, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you.
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If there was a monster or an ogre or anything bad like
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that was after you, I'd rip it apart my bare firsts,
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I would.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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What a sweet child it is.
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Tobias:
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Or even if it was just a man.
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Mrs. Lovett
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A man, dear?
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Tobias:
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A man wot was bad, wot might be luring you all
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wnbeknownst into his evil deeds, like.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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What is this? What are you talking about?
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Tobias:
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Nothing's gonna harm you,
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Not while I'm around.
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Nothing's gonna harm you,
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No, sir,
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Not while I'm around.
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Demons are prowing
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Everywhere
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Nowdays.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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And so they are, dear.
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Tobias:
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I'll send'em howling,
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I don't care.
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I got ways.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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Of course you do. What a sweet, affectionate child it is.
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Tobias:
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No one's gonna hurt you,
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No one's gonna dare.
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Others can desert you,
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Not to worry,
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Whistle I'll be there.
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Demons'll cham you
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With a smile for a while, but in time,
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Nothing can harm you,
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Not while I'm around.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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What is this foolishness? What're you talking about?
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Tobias:
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Little things wot I've been thinking and wondering about.
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It's him, you see- it's Mr. todd. Oh, I know you fancy him,
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But men ain't like women, they ain't like wot you can trust,
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as I've lived and learned.
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Not to worry, not to worry, I may not be smart but I ain't dumb.
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I can do it, Put me to it,
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Show me something I can overcome.
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Not to worry, mum.
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Being close and being clever
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Ain't like being true.
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I don't need to, I won't never
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Hide a thing from you,
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Like some.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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Now Toby, dear. haven't we had enough foolish chatter?
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Let's just sit nice and quiet for a bit. I know what Toby deserve,
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a nice bon bon, here.
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Tobias:
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That! That's signor Pirelli's purse!
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Mrs. Lovett:
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What's that? What was That, dear?
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Tobias:
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That Proves it! What I've been Thinking. That's his purse.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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Sily boy! It's just a silly little something Mr. T.
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gave you for my birthday.
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Tobias:
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Mr. Todd gave it to you? And how did he get it?
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How did he get it?
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Mrs. Lovett:
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Bought it, dear. In the Pawnshop, dear. come on now.
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Nothing's gonna harm you,
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Not while I'm around!
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Nothing's gonna harm you, darling,
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Not while I'm around.
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Tobias:
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You don't was in it, Two or three-
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The guvnor giving up his purse- with two quid in it?
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Not for a minute!
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Don't you see?
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It was in Mr. Todd's Parlor that the guvnor disappeared.
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Mrs. Lovett:
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Boys and their fancies! Here, dear. sit here by your Aunt
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Nellie like a good boy and at your lovely muffler.
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How warm it's going to keep you when the days draw in.
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and it's so becoming on you.
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Tobias:
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Demons'll cham you
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With a smile for a while,
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But in time,
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Nothing's gonna harm you,
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Not while I'm around!
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Not While I`m Around
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| Stephen Sondheim |
