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Springtime in Southern California, flowers are blooming, the sun is sending down its glorious rays, while the birds are singing in the tree. So like the birds, let us fly to Jack Benny's home in Beverly Hill, at the moment Rochester is dusting the living room.

Bessumay, bessumay, more so! Each time I cling to your lips I am music evil! My, my cleanest room and I cleanest room and before you notice Dusty again. Seems like I'm in here every month.

Bessomay, Bessomay, Mojo, Como Cifaras de Nochela, Ota-na-na-na! Rochester! Rochester, what are you doing in there? Just a little spring cleaning, boss. Oh, well, don't dust the table. I've got a couple of phone numbers written on it.

All numbers? Yes, I won in particular Gloria Bagelquist. Very good friend of mine. Uh oh, I just wiped out a beautiful friendship. Well, perhaps they wanted to have to clean the table anyway. But, boss, I didn't know it was a table till I got through dusting it.

Now, that's silly. Didn't you see those Duncan Five Legs? Well, what'd you think it was? Gloria Bagelquist! Oh, stop being funny. Go on with your cleaning. I'll be in the library. Okay. Well, look what's on top of the piano. Mr. Benny's violin. Maybe I ought to dust that too.

Look what's up here on the mantle. Nail clippers. All I have to do is clip the strings on this violin, and I will replace the dog as man's best friend. Man's best friend. Now now, Clippers, don't get nervous.

All you gotta do is bite those strings. Like this. There. Now I better hide the fiddle in this closet before Mr. Benny. Oh, um... Oh, Rochester! Yes! What was that sound I just heard? It wasn't this or me, was it?