Lovely Ladies Lyrics - Les Miserables Live - Les Miserables

[The docks. Sailors, whores and their customers, pimps, etc. Fantine wanders in.] 

Fantine: 

How much for this? It's my daughter's 

Man: 

I'll give you four francs for that 

Fantine: 

Four? It's worth ten! 

Sailors: 

I smell women 

Smell 'em in the air 

Think I'll drop my anchor 

In that harbor over there 

Lovely ladies 

I'll love you 'till I'm broke 

Seven months at sea 

And now I'm hungry for a poke 

Even stokers need a little stoke! 

Whores: 

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! 

[Fantine re-emerges, her long hair cut short.] 

Whores: 

Lovely ladies 

Waiting in the dark 

Ready for a thick one 

Or a quick one in the park 

Long time short time 

Any time, my dear 

Cost a little extra if you want to take all year! 

Quick and cheap is underneath the pier! 

Men/ Sailors: 

Lovely ladies 

Fastest on the street 

Wasn't every minute, 

She was back up on her feet 

Lovely ladies 

What's a lady for? 

Doesn't take a lot of savvy just to be a whore! 

Lovely ladies, what's a lady for? 

Man 2: 

Come over here it's twenty francs for a tooth 

Whore: 

Come here my dear I'll pay you well for your youth 

Man 2: 

The pain won't last 

You'll still be able to bite 

Whore: 

*Whispers* It's just the back ones 

Man 2: 

I do it fast 

I know my business alright 

It's worth a go 

Fantine: 

You'll pay me first what I am due 

Man 2: 

You'll get twice if I take two 

Pimp: 

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

Whore 1: 

A bit of skirt, she's the one sold her hair. 

Whore 2: 

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! 

Whores: 

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, make money in your sleep! 

[Fantine goes off with one of the sailors.] 

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

That's right dearie, let him have the lot 

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!