Toby: Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling
As well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell?
Yes they are, I can tell

Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source
As the gourmets among you will tell you, of course

Ladies and gentlemen
You can’t imagine the rapture in store…
Just inside of this door!

There you’ll sample Mrs. Lovett’s meat pies
Savoury and sweet pies, as you’ll see
You who eat pies - Mrs. Lovett’s meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies used to be

Mrs. Lovett: “Toby!”

Toby: “Coming!”

Mrs. Lovett: “Ale there!”

Toby: “Right, Mum!”

Mrs. Lovett: “Quick now!”

Nice to see you, dearie
How are you been keeping
Cor, me bones is weary
Toby! -- One for the gentleman
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby! -- Throw the old woman out!

What’s my secret
Frankly, dear, forgive my candor
Family secret
All to do with herbs
Things like bein’ careful with your coriander
That’s what makes the gravy grander!

[Instrumental]

BOTH: Eat them slow and feel the crust, how thin I (she) rolled it
Eat them slow ’cos every one’s a prize
Eat them slow ’cos that’s the lot and now we’ve sold it
Come again tomorrow!

Mrs. Lovett: Hold it!

Bless my eyes
Fresh supplies

[Simultaneously:]

Mrs. Lovett: How about it, dearie
Be here in a twinkling
Just confirms my theory
Toby! -- God watches over us
Didn’t have an inkling
Positively eerie

Toby: Is that a pie fit for a king
A wondrous sweet and most delectable thing
You see, Mum, why there is no meat pie

Mrs. Lovett: Toby! -- Throw the old woman out!