New Year's Dance

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. And now, Harold Perry has Honest Harold the homemaker. Now let's look in on the little town of Melrose Springs this crisp December evening. Honest Harold, like the rest of us, is in that pleasantly dazed holiday condition.

He is just recovering from Christmas and time to build up his strength for New Years. Right now he's bidding good night to his new romance, The Lovely Theodora. Oh, this has been a wonderful week, Haroldie, Haroldie.

You're ass, the Adora. I've seen you every night. I just love the holiday season, don't you? Yeah. I'll never forget Christmas Eve when I gave you that wristwatch. You threw yourself in my arms and kissed me. Remember?

Do I? Let's try that again, shall we? But Harold, how could we ever recapture that special moment? Christmas, the wristwives. Well, you sing jingle bells and I'll start ticking. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, well, I guess I can wait.

Tomorrow night's New Year's Eve. And you know what happens at 12 o'clock? Allang Zine is kissing time. Ha ha ha ha. Harold. Yeah. You haven't told me where we're going, New Year's Eve. I want to wait and surprise you.

I won't tell you to Lamar. All right, Daddy Bear. Mmm. The Adora. Yeah. How about a little kiss? Now Harold, you have to wait till New Year's Eve. Isn't it strange, Theodora? New Year's Eve comes at different times all over the world.

Why, right now, probably it's New Year's Eve in Honolulu. It is? Yeah. Pucker up, Theodora. Mmm. Harold. Yaka hula-hiki-dula. La-la-la-la. You're not eating your breakfast. Huh? From Mother, I was just thinking about New Year's Eve, party night, and what a good time.