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Come on you old
Fetch a bottle of your
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 Right away, you scum
[To customer] away, M'sieur

My band of
My den of
My jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My sons of
their lives in my inn
Homing homing in
Then fly through my
And their as good as yours

greets a new customer.]

Welcome,
Sit down
And the best
in town
As for the
All of 'em
Rooking guests
And the books
do you see
Honest men me
A gent of good
content to be

Master of the
Doling out the
with a handshake
And an open
a saucy tale
Makes a stir
Customers appreciate a
to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be
But nothing you nothing
Everything has got a price!

of the house
of the zoo
to relieve 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the
Making up the
up their knick-knacks
When they see straight
Everybody a landlord
Everybody's bosom
I do pleases Jesus!
Won't I 'em in the end!

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

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

[To new customer...]

M'sieur
Lay down load
Unlace boots
And rest from the
weighs a ton
Travel's a
But here we
To lighten your
the goose is cooked
Here the fat is
And nothing's
Till I'm

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

Residents are than welcome
Bridal is occupied
Reasonable
Plus some little on the side!
'em for the lice
Extra for the
Two for looking in the mirror twice
a little slice
There a cut
Three for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing
are a lot of tricks he knows
How it all
All those and pieces
Jesus! amazing how it grows!

Thenardier &
of the house
Quick to yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
boon companion
Gives 'em everything got

Dirty of geezers
Jesus! a sorry little lot!

Mme.
I used to
That I would a prince
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 quite a
But there's not much
What a cruel trick of
Landed me with a louse
God how I've lasted
Living this bastard in the house!

Thenardier &
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!
Everybody his spouse!

Everybody a glass!

Mme.
Raise it up the ass!

Everybody raise a to the master of the house!