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Mr Goldstone
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Rose: Have an eggroll, Mr. Goldstone.
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Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair.
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Have a spare rib, Mr. Goldstone.
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Any spare that I can spare I'll be glad to share!
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Have a dish, have a fork, have a fish, have a pork.
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Put your feet up. Feel at home.
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Have a smoke, have a Coke.
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Would you like to hear a joke?
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I'll have June recite a poem!
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Have a leechie, Mr. Goldstone.
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Tell me any little thing that I can do.
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Ginger peachy, Mr. Goldstone.
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Have a kumquat, have two!
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Everybody give a cheer.
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Santa Claus is sitting here.
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Mr. Goldstone I love you!
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Have a Goldstone, Mr. Eggroll.
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Tell me any little thing that I can do.
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Have some fried rice, Mr. Soy Sauce.
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Have a cookie, have a few!
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What's the matter, Mr. G?
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Have another pot of tea.
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Mr. Goldstone I love you!
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Herbie: There are good stones and bad stones
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and curbstones and gladstones
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and touchstones and such stones as them.
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Rose: There are big stones and small stones
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and grind stones and gall stones,
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All: but Goldstone is a gem!
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There are milestones, there are mill stones.
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There's a cherry, there's a yellow, there's a blue.
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But we don't want any old stone,
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only Goldstone will do!
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Moon stones, sun stones.
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We all scream for one stone.
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Mr. Goldstone we love you!
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Goldstone!
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Mr Goldstone
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| Bette Midler |
