No. 3 - Duet - The Genie and Chris - "I am a high-toned Genie."
Genie: | Great master here am I, your willing slave, who comes to serve you; Don't let my austere looks, in the least, unnerve you. Oh, speak and tell me, pray, Are you a prince or country jay, Blue blood or common clay? Elucidate on this point. I am the slave of the lamp, Tho' you be beggar or tramp, A cut-throat, robber, or scamp, Your orders I must obey. Yet I dote on respectability, For rank and name I have a keen eye; Tho' father was a myth, Dear mother was a Smith, And I am a high-toned Genie. |
Chris: | Yet he dotes on respectability, For rank and name he has a keen eye; His father was a myth, But his mother was a Smith, And he is a high-toned Genie. |
Genie: | Aladdin was a master whom I served with unfeigned pleasure, He was a lad, in many respects a treasure, Oh, how I loved the boy! His orders were my constant joy, Not once did he annoy By parvenu quips or quirks; I am the slave of the lamp, Tho' you be beggar or tramp, A cut-throat, robber, or scamp, Your orders I must obey. Yet I dote on respectability, For rank and name I have a keen eye; Tho' father was a myth, Dear mother was a Smith, And I am a high-toned Genie. |
Chris: | Yet he dotes on respectability, For rank and name he has a keen eye; His father was a myth, But his mother was a Smith, And he is a high-toned Genie. |
American Musical Theatre | Chris and the Wonderful Lamp
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