Bette Midler - Mr Goldstone Lyrics
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 Ill 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?Ill 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!Whats the matter, mr. g?Have another pot of tea.Mr. goldstone I love you!Herbie: there are good stones and bad stonesAnd curbstones and gladstonesAnd touchstones and such stones as them.Rose: there are big stones and small stonesAnd grind stones and gall stones,All: but goldstone is a gem!There are milestones, there are mill stones.Theres a cherry, theres a yellow, theres a blue.But we dont want any old stone,Only goldstone will do!Moon stones, sun stones.We all scream for one stone.Mr. goldstone we love you!Goldstone!
