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

[Thenardier enters a flask of wine.]

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

Gissa a' rum
Landlord, here!

[To himself] away, you scum
[To customer] Right away,

My of soaks
My den of
My dirty jokes, my pissed as newts.
My sons of
their lives in my inn
Homing pigeons in
Then fly my doors
And money's as good as yours

[Thenardier a new customer.]

Welcome,
Sit down
And the best
Innkeeper in
As for the
All of 'em
their guests
And cooking the
do you see
Honest men me
A gent of intent
content to be

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

Master of the
of the zoo
Ready to 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the
Making up the
Pickin' up their
When they can't see
Everybody loves a
Everybody's bosom
I do whatever Jesus!
I bleed 'em in the end!

Thenardier &
of the house
Quick to yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
Servant to the
to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's companion
Everybody's

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

[To new customer...]

Enter
Lay down load
Unlace your
And from the road
This a ton
a curse
But we strive
To your purse
Here the goose is
Here the fat is
And nothing's
Till I'm

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

Residents are than welcome
suite is occupied
Reasonable
Plus some little on the side!
Charge 'em for the
Extra for the
Two for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little
There a cut
Three percent for sleeping with the shut
When it comes to fixing
There are a lot of tricks he
How it all
All bits and pieces
Jesus! It's how it grows!

& Chorus:
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never a passerby
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
boon companion
Gives 'em everything got

Dirty bunch of
Jesus! What a little lot!

Mme.
I to dream
I would meet a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's happened
of the house?
Isn't me spit!
`Comforter,
- and shit!
Cunning little
Voltaire
Thinks he's a lover
But not much there
a cruel trick of nature
Landed me such a louse
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.
and toady
And inebriate!

Thenardier &
Everybody the landlord!
bless his spouse!

Everybody a glass!

Mme.
it up the master's ass!

Everybody raise a to the master of the house!