The Worst Pies in London Patti LuPone

[MRS. LOVETT, spoken]
A customer!
(sung)
Wait! What's yer rush? What's your hurry?
You gave me such a—
Fright. I thought you was a ghost
Half a minute, can'tcher?
Sit! Sit ye down!
Sit!
All I meant is that I
Haven't seen a customer for weeks

Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague—
(spoken)
Ugh!
What was that?
(sung)
But you'd think we had the plague—
From the way that people—
Keep avoiding—
(spoken)
No, you don't!
(sung)
Heaven knows I try, sir!
But there's no one comes in even to inhale—
Right you are, sir. Would you like a drop of ale?