Luyện nghe bài hát Lovely Ladies

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

How much for this? my daughter's

I'll give you francs for that

Four? worth ten!

I smell
'em in the air
Think I'll my anchor
In harbor over there
Lovely
I'll love you I'm broke
Seven at sea
And now I'm hungry for a
Even need a little stoke!

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

What hair
What locks you got there
What luck you got, worth a centime my dear
I'll the lot

Don't touch me, leave me

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

It pays a

Just think of

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

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

Lovely
in the dark
Ready for a one
Or a quick one in the
Long time time
Any time, my
a little extra if you want to take all year!
Quick and is underneath the pier!

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

Come here my dear pay you well for your youth

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

*Whispers* It's just the back

Man 2:
I do it
I my business alright
It's a go

You'll pay me first I am due

Man 2:
get twice if I take two

Give me the dirt, who's that bit over

1:
A bit of skirt, she's the one her hair.

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

I might known
There is always man
Lovely lady, along and join us!
lady!

Come on dearie, why all the
You're no grander the rest of us
Life has you at the bottom of the heap
Join your sisters, make in your sleep!

[Fantine off with one of the sailors.]

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

Old men, young men, take 'em as come
Harbor and alley cats and every kind of scum
Poor men, rich men, leaders of the
See them with their trousers off never quite as grand
All it takes is in your hand!

ladies
Going for a
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 they never see
The hate that's in head
Don't they know making love
To one dead!