Eb
I know Seymour's the greatest
G/D                   Dbdim    Cm
But I'm dating a semi-sadist.
G/B                       Am7
So I've got a black eye
               D7            G    C/G   D/G  
And my arm's in a cast.

G,    C/G,    D/G

Eb
Still that Semore's a Cutie
G/D                          Db-dim  Cm
Well, if not, he's got inner beauty

And I dream of a place 

Where we could be together at last

G9                              C/G
A matchbox of our own
D7sus       D7             G
A fence of real chain link,
Em                        G/D
A grill out on the patio
A7/C#      A7      C/D
Disposal in the sink

D7 C/D, D7, 

F/G           G7     F/G           
A washer and a dryer 
  F/C      C     F#m7b5
and an ironing machine
G/D                                D7sus
In a tract house that we share
D7                            G,   C/G, D/G, G
Somewhere that's green.

G9                              C/G
He rakes and trims the grass
D7sus       D7             G
He loves to mow and weed
Em                        G/D
I cook like Betty Crocker 
A7/C#      A7      C/D
And I look like Donna Reed

D7 C/D, D7, 

F/G           G7     F/G            
There's plastic on the furniture 
 F/C            C            F#m7b5
To keep it neat and clean
G/D                                D7sus
In the Pine-Sol scented air 
D7                            G,   C/G, D/G, G
Somewhere that's green

Dm

Eb                             F/Eb
Between our frozen dinner 
               G/D          D7        G
And our bedtime, nine-fifteen
Em                 B/D#        G/D
We snuggle watchin' Lucy 
             A7/C    A7            D     A7/C#      D
On our big, enormous twelve-inch screen


G9                              C/G
I'm his December Bride
D7sus       D7             G
He's Father, he Knows Best
Em                        G/D
Our kids watch Howdy Doody 
A7/C#      A7      C/D
As the sun sets in the west
F/G           G7     F/G    
A picture out of Better Homes
 F/C      C          C#m-B7
 and Gardens magazine
                      G/D
Far from Skid Row
                    C9-D7
I dream we'll go
                            G
somewhere that's green.

C/G, D/G, G, C/G, D/G, G

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