Colm Wilkinson - The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery Lyrics

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The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery

The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery By Colm Wilkinson?
What to do? What to say?
Shall you carry our treasure away? What a gem! What a pearl! Beyond rubies is our little girl! How can we speak of debt? Let's not haggle for darling Cosette! Dear Fantine, gone to rest Have we done for her child what is best? Shared our bread, shared each bone Treated her like she's one of our own! Like our own, Monsieur! Your feelings do you credit, sir And I will ease the parting blow Let us not talk of bargains or bones or greed Now, may I say, we are agreed? That would quite fit the bill If she hadn't so often been ill Little dear, cost us dear Medicines are expensive, M'sieur Not that we begrudged a sou It's no more than we Christians must do! One thing more, one small doubt There are treacherous people about No offense, please reflect Your intentions may not be, correct? No more words, here's your price Fifteen hundred for your "sacrifice" Come, Cosette, say goodbye Let us seek out a friendlier sky Thank you both for Cosette It won't take you too long to forget |
Who Wrote The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery By Colm Wilkinson?
Alain Albert Boublil, Herbert Kretzmer, Jean Marc Natel, Claude Michel Schonberg
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What's The Duration Of The The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery By Colm Wilkinson?The duration of The Thénardier Waltz of Treachery is 2:59 minutes and seconds. |
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