(Lovett)It's not much of a chair, but it'll do
It was me poor Albert's chair, sit in it all day long he did
After his leg gave out with the gout
(Todd)Why doesn't the Beadle come?
"Before the week is out," that's what he said
(Lovett)Well, he says the week's out, it's only Tuesday
Easy now, hush, love, hush
Don't distress yourself, what's your rush?
Keep your thoughts nice and lush, wait
Hush, love, hush, think it through
Once it bubbles then what's to do?
Watch it close, let it brew, wait
I've thinking flowers, maybe daisies
To brighten up the room
Don't you think some flowers, pretty daisies
Might relieve the gloom?
Ah, wait
Love, wait
(Todd)And the Judge? When'll we get to him?
(Lovett)Can't you think of nothing else?
Always brooding away on your wrongs
and what happened heaven knows how many years ago
Slow, love, slow, time's so fast
Now goes quickly, see, now it's past
Soon will come, soon will last, wait
Don't you know, silly man
Half the fun is to plan the plan?
All good things come to those who can wait
Gillyflowers, maybe, 'stead of daisies
I don't know, though, what do you think?