Babes in Toyland Page #2

Get ready!

Shh. Here they come.

I wonder if he'll try

to kiss her.

I've been dreaming

through the long,

lonely past

dreaming

I would find you

at last

locked in my arms

ever to stay

just a whisper away

now we're here, love

with that moment

in view

here, love

and it's all

coming true

all that

I've dreamed

day after day

just a whisper

away

all my love dreams

are at last

coming true

love dreams

binding me

close to you

locked in your arms

ever to stay

just a whisper away

time is near, love

when our lives

will entwine

dear love

soon you'll vow

to be mine

all that I've dreamed

day after day

just a whisper away

he's just trying

to bite her.

Come now, it isn't nice

to eavesdrop.

Time is near, love

when our lives

will entwine

dear love

soon you'll vow

to be mine

all that I've dreamed

day after day

just a whisper away

double-dealing,

double-crossing

this are things

that we adore

there are many types

of treachery

within our repertoire

now we're on our way

to take young Tom

and throw him in the sea

and then directly

we'll collect

a very handsome fee

and we won't be happy

till we get...

Look, Rodrigo, a gypsy camp.

Gypsies, eh?

I've heard it said

that gypsies buy babies.

I wonder

if they'd be interested

in purchasing

this fine, strapping youth.

Rodrigo, I have an idea.

Why don't we sell Tom

to the gypsies,

and that way, collect

for him twice, understand?

Listen, Barnaby is paying

us to get rid of Tom.

But if, instead of

throwing Tom into the sea,

we sell him to the gypsies,

we'll be paid for him again.

Once by Barnaby and

once by the gypsies.

Can't you see that?

Right!

Now, this young man

could fetch a fancy price

why throw him

in the sea?

we'll trick old Barnaby

and we'll find ourselves

collecting twice

to the gypsies!

We won't be happy

till we get it

no, we won't be happy

till we get it

yes, we won't be happy

till we get it

no, we won't be happy

till we get it

Mother Goose, will Tom

admire me in this gown?

Land sakes, child,

he'll just adore you.

I think it's

beau-tiful!

What if it rains?

But it's a bright,

sunny day!

Suppose Tom forgets

the ring.

Oh, now Mary,

don't be funny.

Well, it could happen,

you know.

A friend of mine was get...

Hush, Sylvester.

I hadn't finished.

Sorry.

Hand me a pin,

Sylvester.

Thank you.

Now, let's see.

There's something

borrowed, something blue.

Uh-oh.

Good day, friends.

And here's something

old and ugly, too.

Ah, what

a charming bride.

The sweetest and the

loveliest I have ever seen.

Why, that oily...

Hush, Sylvester.

Thank you, Mr. Barnaby.

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