Somewhere That's Green

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 can be together, at last
A match box 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
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
9: 15
we snuggle watching Lucy
on our big enoumous
12-inch screen!
I'm his December bride
He's father
he knows best
our kids watch 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



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Elliott Ashman
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