Good Help Is Hard to Find

Oh, John! This is Bill Goodwin speaking for leave of brothers, makers of Swan, the new white floating soul. Well, it's Tuesday night again, time for another pleasant visit with George Burns and Gracie Allen, Jimmy Cash and Paul Whiteman and his music.

But first here are the six hits in a miss, singing, Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray! We're living in a come on you, yank, call halle! Hooray, hooray! Every girl and boy can find romance, be these stars, bangles, and a paretta!

And the pare-a-dye- Freedom rings, come on sing! And now meet the people who live in the Burns House, George and Gracie. Well, it's early morning at the Burns home, and all three of the Burnsers are still sound asleep.

There's Papa Burns, and Baby Burns. Ah, it's my momma, my momma. And Mama Burns. Ah, all around you really think so. What? What? Oh, it's cold. Every morning, since I'm made quid, it's the same thing.

Get up in a cold house and go fix the furnace. Oh, well, somebody has to do it. Gracie, wake up. It's time for you to fix the furnace. Oh, ho, ho, ho. Good morning, George.

Oh, ho, ho. Hey, but wake up there. It's morning. Ah, ho, ho. Oh, uh, now take a good morning to your daddy. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Gee, he's cute. I could just eat him up.

In fact, I think I'm going to eat him. You know, I've got that. No way to talk about it. All right, all right. Oh, well, you better get up and fix the furnace, Dave. Well, I don't have to this morning.

We have a maid to do that. A maid? You mean Minnie's back? Oh, no, no. Oh, I thought it may be Locky, Drop Gouroption. Imagine having a mate again. Oh, yes, isn't it wonderful? We're gonna have breakfast in bed this morning. Really? Yes.