A Night at the Opera

Your Coca-Cola bottler presents Claudia Claudia based on the original stories by Rose Franken brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday By your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself Have a Coke And now Claudia Try to do a simple thing like washing your hair and it's in the rops and in the rops and all

Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute, hold your horses. Can't you see I'm turning as fast as I can? Oh, hello, hello, who is it? Oh, why didn't you say it was you, Mama? What do you think I was doing?

I'm washing my hair. Look, look, look, all right, Mama, but I'm standing here dribbling all over the place. I never knew going to be off. It could be so complicated. What? Sure, I'm gonna use my go-to-evening bag.

Of course, I know where it is. Oh, I never brought it over from your place when we moved. What do you know? You sure? Now, don't be fresh, mama. And you're sure you're sure you're passing this way and you won't mind?

Thanks, mama. You're an angel. Goodbye. Mmm, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, Oh, I'm humming, humming, humming, humming, no rest for the wicked.

Oh, mrs. Knopman, I disturb you, Noah. Burti, you just turned me yes. Come in, come in, come in. You're washing your hair, huh? Yes. I'm washing my hair, no. I mean, I'm trying to wash my hair.

I fix the hem of your dress and press it nice. Hey. Also the little piece around the shoulder you didn't see. Oh, Burti, thank you. I don't know what I do without you. When I do a hem, it just doesn't do.