Eb I know Seymour's the greatest G/D C#dim 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 C#-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 D7sus4 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 F#m7b5 and an ironing machine G/D D7sus4 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 D7sus4 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 F#m7b5 To keep it neat and clean G/D D7sus4 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 D7sus4 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#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
