Somewhere That’s Green Carrie Hope Fletcher

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

And what kind of place is that, honey? An emergency room?

Oh, no. It's just a day dream of mine
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