Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well
At that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell?
Yes they are, I can tell

Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source
As the gourmets among you will tell you, of course

Ladies and gentlemen
You can't imagine the rapture in store
Just inside of this door!

There you'll sample
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!

Toby!

Coming!

Ale there!

Right, mum!

Quick, now!

Nice to see you, dearie
How have you been keeping?
Cor, me bones is weary!
Toby!
One for the gentleman
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!

What's my secret?
Frankly, dear--forgive my candor
Family secret
All to do with herbs
Things like being
Careful with your coriander
That's what makes the gravy grander

Eat them slow and
Feel the crust, how thin I (she) rolled it!
Eat them slow, 'cos
Every one's a prize!
Eat them slow, 'cos
That's the lot and now we've sold it!
Come again tomorrow

Hold it
Bless my eyes
Fresh supplies!

How about it, dearie?
Be here in a twinkling!
Just confirms my theory
Toby
God watches over us
Didn't have an inkling
Positively eerie

Is that a pie
Fit for a king
A wondrous sweet
And most delectable thing?
You see, ma'am, why
There is no meat pie

Toby!
Throw the old woman out!

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim