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No. 6 - Duet - Spirit and Tippin - "I want to be a Mortal."
Lyrics by Percy Greenbank

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Spirit: Out of the boundless blue,
Tippin: Ha! Ha!
Spirit: Into the world I came,
A child of the air, from no matter where,
A creature of fire and of flame!
Tippin: She's rather a hot bit of flame!
Spirit: Then I set eyes on you,
Tippin: Ha! Ha!
Spirit: A solid substantial thing,
Though you're not up to much,
You're a man, and as such
You appeal to the Slave of the Ring.
Tippin: She wants to play "Kiss in the Ring."
Spirit: I want to be a mortal,
I want to stop on earth,
At present I'm nothing but vapour and mist,
I want to be lov'd and I want to be kiss'd;
I want to be a mortal,
Tippin: A nice bit of goods like you.
Spirit: I want, if you please,
Just to sit on your knees,
Both: Exactly as mortals do.
   
Spirit: Spirits, of course, can do,
Tippin: Ha! Ha!
Spirit: Things that a mortal mayn't;
My appetite's small, I eat nothing at all
But still I'm not going to faint.
Tippin: I'm glad she's not going to faint.
Spirit: Hunger I can pooh! pooh!
Tippin: Ha! Ha!
Spirit: Thirsty I never feel,
But with envy I'm green
When some mortal I've seen
Sitting down to a seven-course meal!
Tippin: Well, she does look in want of a meal!
Spirit: I want to be a mortal,
I want to stop on earth,
At present I feed upon dewdrops and air,
But how I should welcome a fresh bill of fare.
I want to be a mortal,
Tippin: And she'd eat enough for two.
Spirit: I'd dine à la carte at a restaurant smart,
Both: Exactly as mortals do.
   
Spirit: You are a child of earth,
Tippin: Ha! Ha!
Spirit: Pity my hapless lot,
Supposing you felt you were likely to melt,
Or vanish away on the spot.
Tippin: Well, thank you, I'd much rather not!
Spirit: What is existence worth
Tippin: Ha! Ha!
Spirit: When you're such fragile stuff?
By the breezes that blow I am toss'd to and fro
Like a feather or mere bit of fluff!
Tippin: I've known one or two bits of fluff!
Spirit: I want to be a mortal,
I want to stop on earth,
I'm weary of roaming, ah! do let me rest
My gossamer form on your muscular chest.
I want to be a mortal,
Solid and real all through,
I wish you'd make haste, come encircle my waist
Exactly as mortals do.

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