| 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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| 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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| There are big stones and small stones
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| and grind stones and gall stones,
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| 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! |