Somewhere That's Green

Somewhere That's Green from Little Shop of Horrors

I know Seymour's the greatest
But I'm dating a semi-sadist
So I've 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
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.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ouLiQ7KhmYU