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Somewhere That's Green - Alan Menken

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 Semour'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 matchbox of our own

A fence of real chainlink

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 bed-time nine-fifteen

We snuggle watching Lucy

On a big enormous

Twelve-inch screen

Oh 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 magzine

Far from Skid Row

I dream we'll go

Somewhere that's Green