Luyện nghe bài hát Lovely Ladies

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

How much for this? It's my

I'll give you four francs for

Four? It's ten!

I smell
'em in the air
Think I'll my anchor
In harbor over there
ladies
I'll love you 'till I'm
months at sea
And now I'm for a poke
Even stokers a little stoke!

Lovely
Waiting for a
Waiting for the
Who only at night
Lovely
Ready for the
Standing up or lying
Or any way at all
Bargain prices up the wall

What pretty
What pretty locks you got
What you got, it's worth a centime my dear
I'll the lot

Don't me, leave me alone

Let's make a price, give you all of ten francs
Just of that!

It a debt

Just think of

What can I do? It a debt.
Ten francs may my poor Cosette!

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

Lovely
Waiting in the
Ready for a one
Or a one in the park
Long time short
Any time, my
Cost a little extra if you want to all year!
Quick and cheap is the pier!

Man 2:
Come over here it's twenty francs for a

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

Man 2:
The pain last
You'll still be able to

*Whispers* just the back ones

Man 2:
I do it
I my business alright
worth a go

You'll pay me first I am due

Man 2:
You'll get if I take two

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

1:
A bit of skirt, the one sold her hair.

2:
She's got a kid sends her all she can

I might have
There is some man
Lovely lady, come along and us!
lady!

Come on dearie, why all the
no grander than the rest of us
Life has dropped you at the of the heap
Join your sisters, make money in sleep!

goes off with one of the sailors.]

That's right dearie, show him you've got!
right dearie, let him have the lot

Old men, men, take 'em as they come
Harbor rats and alley and every kind of scum
Poor men, men, leaders of the land
See them with their trousers off they're never as grand
All it takes is money in hand!

Lovely
for a song
Got a lot of
But they never for long

Come on,
You can wear shoes
Don't it make a
To a girl who can't refuse
Easy
on a bed
Just as well never see
The hate that's in your
Don't they they're making love
To one dead!