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I am Pirelli, da king of da barbers
Da barber of
E giorno, good day, I blow you a kiss
And I da Pirelli
I wish-a to know-a who has-a da
To say my is piss? Who says this?

I do, I am Mr. Todd
And I have opened a bottle of Pirelli's
And I say to you, it is nothing but an fraud
Concocted piss and ink

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

And furthermore, I serviced no kings
Yet I that I can shave a cheek
And pull a tooth with ten times dexterity
Than any street

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

Zees are indeed razors
like 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 regret his folly, five it is
Friends, neighbors, who's for a shave?
Me, Mr. Todd, sir, and me, Mr. Todd, sir
Over here, me a chair
Boy, bring ze basins, bring ze
Yes, sir,

Will Bamford be the judge?
as always to oblige
My and neighbors
Put it there, Ready, ready
The fastest, smoothest shave is the

Now, signorini, signori, we mix a da
But a you gather around, signorini, signori
You a man who have had a
Da glory to da Pope

Mr. Sweeney, so
Oh, I beg-a you
Call me a lie, was a only a
Nope, it da Pope

Perhaps, signorini,
You like-a I tell-a, da famous-a
Of Queen
Da Queen Polan
Whose was-a swollen

I it so nice from her mout'
though to begin
She's a murder
She's later-a swoon-a bliss
An' was heard-a to
all of 'em out

To shave-a da face, to a da toot'
Require da grace and not a da
For if-a you slip, you da skin
You clip-a da chin, you da lip a bit
And da trut'

To shave-a da face or a part
it-a smart 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 clean like a
Dis is early infancy
Da give to me by God

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

And now for a tooth pulling
Free without
Me, sir, me, sir, who No one?

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

Wait, one moment,
You, boy, get on that
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' widout-a da
Can da root
Now hold-a da still an' if-a you
You a bit, you hit da pit of it

Or da do and have-a to fill
To pull-a da widout-a da grace
You leave-a da all over da place
You try to widout-a da trace

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

Don' or back-a you go to da gutter
My touch is as as a butter-a cup
I da pains, I learn-a da art
I use-a da brains, I give-a da
I da grace, I win-a da race

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

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

Come, boy
Signori, signorini
Buon giorno, buon giorno a