Mr. Goldstone

Herbie:

Rose, this is Mr. Goldstone.

Momma Rose

Have an eggroll, Mr. Goldstone.

Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair.

Have a spare rib, Mr. Goldstone.

Any spare that I can spare I'll be glad to share!

Have a dish, have a fork, have a fish, have a pork.

Put your feet up. Feel at home.

Have a smoke, have a Coke.

Would you like to hear a joke?

I'll have June recite a poem!

Have a leechie, Mr. Goldstone.

Tell me any little thing that I can do.

Ginger peachy, Mr. Goldstone.

Have a kumquat, have two!

Everybody give a cheer.

Santa Claus is sitting here.

Mr. Goldstone I love you!

Have a Goldstone, Mr. Eggroll.

Tell me any little thing that I can do.

Have some fried rice, Mr. Soy Sauce.

Have a cookie, have a few!

What's the matter, Mr. G?

Have another pot of tea.

Mr. Goldstone I love you!

HerbieThere are good stones and bad stones

and curbstones and gladstones

and touchstones and such stones as them.

Rose: There are big stones and small stones

and grind stones and gall stones,

All: but Goldstone is a gem!

There are milestones, there are mill stones.

There's a cherry, there's a yellow, there's a blue.

But we don't want any old stone,

only Goldstone will do!

Moon stones, sun stones.

We all scream for one stone.

Mr. Goldstone we love you!

Goldstone!