Audrey: 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
Ronette: What kind of place is that, honey, an
emergency room?
Audrey: No, just a little development I dream of, just
off the interstate. Not fancy like Levittown. Just a
little street in a little suburb -- far, far from
urban Skid Row. Oh I dream about it all the time. Just
me -- and the toaster -- and a sweet little guy. Like
Seymour ...
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 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 |