I will have a cup of tea

I will wash the cup

I will place it on the dish-rack

I will wait for it to dry

I will have another cup of tea

I'll drink it up, I'll wash the cup

I'll place it on the drainboard

I wonder if it's dry

Oh, give me a home

Where the buffalo roam

And the apples go rolling the other way

There are ten neighbors

Walking up my driveway

All dressed in black

Carrying carnations and waving recipes

And I tell each of them

If I could only have

Everything they have

Then I know that I'd finally be happy

Oh, give me a home

Did someone call the police?

And Adam would never have had

If he hadn't have had Eve