Lyrics Bette Midler – Mr. Goldstone

Rose
Have an eggroll, Mr. Goldstone.
Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair.
Have a spare rib, Mr. Goldstone.

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!

Herbie
There 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

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!