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!
Composição: Claude-michel Schönberg, Alain Boublil And Herbert Kretzmer