Toby: Ladies and gentlemen   May I have your attention, perlease?   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, ma'am, why    There is no meat pie--      Mrs. Lovett: Toby! -- Throw the old woman out!