Letra de
Little Shop Of Horrors - Somewhere Thats Green

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
Verse: 2
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
Verse: 3
Between our frozen dinner
And our bed-time nine-fifteen
We snuggle watching 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