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Here's something new, I think I'll give it a try Come closer you, I like to see what I buy The usual price for just one slice of your pie I don't want you No, no monsieur let me go Is this a trick? I won't pay more No not at all You've got some nerve you little whore, you've got some gaul It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocer The customer sees what he gets in advance It's not for the whore to say yes sir or no sir It's not for the harlet ot pick or to choose or to lead me a dance I'll kill you you bastard, try and of that Even a whore who has gone to the bad won't be had by a rat Tell me quickly what's the story Who saw what and why and where? Let him give a full description, let him answer to Javert In this nest of whores and vipers let one speak who saw it all Who laid hands on this good man here? What's the substance of this brawl? Javert, would you believe it? I was crossing from the park When this prostiute attacked me, you can see she left her mark She will answer for her actions when you make a full report You may rest assured monsieur that she will answer to the court There's a child who sorely needs me Please monsieur she's but that high Holy God, is there no mercy? If I go to jail, she'll die I have heard such protestations every day for 20 years Lets have no more explanations Save your breath, and save your tears Honest work, just reward That's the way to please the Lord A moment of your time Javert, I do believe this womans tale But monsieur mayor You've done your duty let her be She needs a doctor not a jail But monsieur mayor Can this be? Where will she end this child without a friend? I've seen your face before Show me some way to help you How have you come to grief in such a place as this? Monsieur, don't mock me now I pray It's hard enough I've lost my pride You let your foreman send me away Yes you were there, and turned aside I never did no wrong Is it true what I've done? My daughters close to dying To an innocent soul? If there's a God above Had I only known then He'd let me die instead In his name my task has just begun I will see it done But monsieur mayor I will see it done But monsieur mayor I will see it done
Writer(s): Herbert Kretzmer, Alain Albert Boublil, Claude Michel Schonberg, Jean Marc Natel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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