Mr Goldstone — текст песни (Bette Midler)

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 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.

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!