Alms, alms for a miserable woman!
On a miserable chilly morning
Thank ya, sir thank ya
Mam, could you tell me who's house this is?
That? That's the great Judge Turpin's house, that is.
And the young lady who resides there?
Oh her? That' Johanna, his pretty little ward...
Keeps her snug he does. All locked up.
So don't you go trespa**in' there or it's a good whipping for you
or any other young man with mischief on his mind!
How would ya like a little muff dear
A little jig jig. A little bounce around the bush.
Wouldja like to push me parsley? It looks to me dear that you got plenty there to push.
Alms! Alms! For a desperate woman!