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I am Adolfo Pirelli, da of da barbers
Da of kings
E giorno, good day, I blow you a kiss
And I da Pirelli
I to know-a who has-a da nerve-a
To say my elixir is piss? Who this?

I do, I am Mr. Sweeney
And I have opened a bottle of Elixir
And I say to you, it is nothing but an fraud
from piss and ink

He's right,
Better to your money down the sewer
Ladies and
Pay no attention to that
Who's to be the first for a shave?

And furthermore, I have serviced no
Yet I wager I can shave a cheek
And pull a tooth ten times more dexterity
any street mountebank

You see these razors? The in England
I lay them five pounds, you are no match for me
You me, sir? Either accept my challenge
Or yourself as a sham, bravo, bravo

Zees are fine razors
Instruments zees once seen
Cannot be soon forgotten, and a extractor too
You wager zees against five pounds, I do

You zis foolish man? Watch and see
How he will his folly, five pounds it is
Friends, neighbors, who's for a shave?
Me, Mr. Todd, sir, and me, Mr. Todd, sir
Over here, bring me a
Boy, bring ze basins, bring ze
Yes, sir,

Will Beadle Bamford be the
Glad as to oblige
My friends and
Put it there, Ready, ready
The fastest, smoothest shave is the

Now, signorini, signori, we mix a da
But first a you gather around, signorini,
You looking a man who had a
Da glory to shave-a da

Mr. Sweeney, so
Oh, I you pardon
Call me a lie, was a a cardinal
Nope, it was-a da

Perhaps, signorini,
You I tell-a, da famous-a story
Of Isabella
Da Queen Polan
Whose toot' swollen

I pull it so from her mout'
That-a to begin
She's a screaming-a
later-a swoon-a with bliss
An' was heard-a to
all of 'em out

To shave-a da face, to pull a da
da grace and not a da brute
For you slip, you nick da skin
You da chin, you rip-a da lip a bit
And da trut'

To da face or even a part
Widout it-a require da heart
It take-a da art, I you a chart
I study-a in my yout'

To cut-a da hair, to trim-a da
To make-a da bristle like a whistle
Dis is from infancy
Da talent to me by God

It da skill, it take-a da brains
It take-a da will to da pains
It take-a da pace, it da grace
The is Todd
Smooth as a baby's

And now who's for a tooth
Free without
Me, sir, me, sir, who else? No

Then sir, since is no means
To test the second
I the five pounds
To he is entitled, right?

Wait, one moment,
You, boy, get on chair
Me, Oh, not a tooth, sir
I beg of you, I ain't got a
Not the pain, I

You do now
We see who is zee now
Zis Mister Todd or zee great
Ready? Ready,

To pull-a da toot' da skill
Can da root
Now hold-a da still an' you slip
You a bit, you hit da pit of it

Or da do and have-a to fill
To da toot' widout-a da grace
You leave-a da all over da place
You try to erase widout-a da

Sometimes is da you even-a kill
To da clamp widout-a da cramp
Wid all dat saliva, it could-a you crazy

Don' mutter or you go to da gutter
My touch is as as a butter-a cup
I take-a da pains, I da art
I da brains, I give-a da heart
I have-a da grace, I da race

Not a of pain, not a twinge
The man's a marvel
The two-time winner, Mr. Sweeney

Sir, I bow to a far defter than my own
The five
Here, sir, and may the good smile on you
we meet again

Come, boy
Signori, bellissime
giorno, buon giorno a tutti