Misc Musical - Somewhere That's Green - Текст песни

I know Seymour's the greatest, but I'm dating a semi-sadist.
So I got a black eye, and my arm's in a cast.
Still, that Seymour's a cutie.  Well, if not, he's got inner beauty.
And I dream of a place where we could be together at last.

A matchbox of our own, a fence of real chain link,
A grill out on the patio, disposal in the sink,
A washer and a dryer and an ironing machine
In a tract house that we share somewhere that's green.

He rakes and trims the grass.  He loves to mow and weed.
I cook like Betty Crocker and I look like Donna Reed.
There's plastic on the furniture to keep it neat and clean
In the Pine-Sol-scented air somewhere that's green.

Between our frozen dinner and our bedtime, nine fifteen,
We snuggle watchin' Lucy on our big, enormous twelve-inch screen.

I'm his December Bride.  He's Father, he Knows Best.
The kids play Howdy Doody as the sun sets in the west.
A picture out of Better Homes and Gardens magazine.

Far from Skid Row,
I dream we'll go
Somewhere that's green.