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Come on you old
a bottle of your best
What's the of the day?

enters with a flask of wine.]

Here, try lot
Guaranteed to hit the
Or I'm not

Gissa a' rum
Landlord, here!

[To himself] Right away, you
[To Right away, M'sieur

My of soaks
My den of
My jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My of whores
their lives in my inn
Homing pigeons in
fly through my doors
And their money's as as yours

[Thenardier a new customer.]

Welcome,
Sit yourself
And meet the
in town
As for the
All of 'em
Rooking their
And cooking the
do you see
Honest men me
A gent of good
Who's to be

of the house
Doling out the
Ready a handshake
And an open
Tells a tale
a little stir
Customers appreciate a
to do a friend a favor
Doesn't me to be nice
But nothing gets you
has got a little price!

Master of the
of the zoo
Ready to 'em
Of a sou or two
the wine
up the weight
Pickin' up knick-knacks
When can't see straight
Everybody a landlord
bosom friend
I do pleases Jesus!
Won't I 'em in the end!

& Drinkers:
Master of the
Quick to yer eye
wants a passerby
To him by
Servant to the
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's companion
chaperone

But up your valises
Jesus! Won't I you to the bone!

[To new customer...]

Enter
Lay down your
Unlace your
And rest the road
weighs a ton
Travel's a
But here we
To lighten purse
Here the is cooked
the fat is fried
And overlooked
Till I'm

beyond compare
Food beyond
Mix it in a
And pretend it's
of a horse
of a cat
Filling up the
With and that

Residents are than welcome
Bridal is occupied
charges
Plus some little on the side!
Charge 'em for the
for the mice
Two percent for looking in the twice
Here a slice
a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the shut
it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks he
How it all
All bits and pieces
Jesus! amazing how it grows!

Thenardier &
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
boon companion
Gives 'em he's got

Dirty bunch of
Jesus! What a little lot!

Mme.
I used to
That I would meet a
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's happened
of the house?
Isn't me spit!
`Comforter,
- and shit!
Cunning brain
Voltaire
Thinks he's a lover
But there's not much
a cruel trick of nature
Landed me with such a
God knows how lasted
Living with this in the house!

& Drinkers:
of the house!

Mme.
and a half!

Thenardier &
Comforter,

Mme.
make me laugh!

Thenardier &
to the poor
Butler to the

Mme.
Hypocrite and
And inebriate!

& Drinkers:
Everybody the landlord!
bless his spouse!

Everybody a glass!

Mme.
Raise it up the ass!

Everybody raise a glass to the of the house!