Ladies in Their Sensitivities

Judge (spoken)I have a news for you my friendIn order to shield her from the evils of this world,I have decided to marry my dear Johanna.Beadle (spoken)Ah, sir happy news in days.Judge (spoken)Strange, when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance.Beadle (sung)Excuse me my lordMay I request my lord,Permission my lord to speak?Forgive me if I suggest my lordYou're looking less than your best my lord,There's powder upon your vest my lord,And stubble upon your cheek.And ladies my lordAre weakJudge (spoken)Stubble you say?Perhaps I am a little over hasty in the mornings.Beadle (sung)Fret not though my lord,I know a place my lord,A barber my lord of skill.Thus armed with a shaven face my lord,Some eau de cologne to grace my lord,And musk to enhance the chase my lord,You'll dazzle the girl until.Judge (spoken)Until??Beadle (sung)She bows to your every willJudge (spoken)Barber, take me to him.