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No. 3 - Duet - Miss Hurricane, Dolly and Chorus
| Miss Hurricane: | As you see them, so are they, Always dancing, always gay. Alpine summit, hills of Rome, Abroad they danced, now dancing home, ah! They danced upon the crater's brink, Vesuvius, you know. And without stopping once to think, How perilous to go, As you see them, so are they, Always dancing, always gay. Alpine summit, hills of Rome, Abroad they danced, now dancing home, ah! They danced upon the crater's brink, Vesuvius, you know. Ah! and without stopping once to think, How perilous to go, Ah! When headlong in one of them fell. Ah! When headlong in one of them fell, one of them fell. Oh, 'tis a startling truth to tell; |
| All: | Yes, headlong in one of them fell. |
| Miss Hurricane: | 'Twas in a spot the fire had left, Of sense I thought I was bereft, And all began to wildly rave, For fear she'd found a brimstone grave; But down the chasm our guides fast sped, Our hopes and fears by turns were fed, They probed the nooks with two long hooks And managed her life to save. |
| Dolly: | 'Twas I, I'm Dolly, always jolly, And I'd rather dance than cry, For melancholy is but folly; I'm not sobered down, not I. |
| All: | Ah! They/We danced upon the crater's brink, Vesuvius, you know. And without stopping once to think, How perilous to go. |
| Miss Hurricane: | As you see them, so are they, Always dancing, always gay. Alpine summit, hills of Rome, Abroad they danced, now dancing home. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Little Tycoon
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