I've got a little red bow and I bought it for you 'cause I know you're not fair I don't get it, oh well and you color my skin and the colors don't blend 'cause I'm gonna get you and your little dog too there's a yellow brick road that we follow back home 'cause I know you can't wait your belligerent hate there's no place like home there's no place like home like home I've, got a southern belle too and ruby red shoes and a body of straw are you sick of it all? there's a man made of tin with an oil can grin and I'm gonna get you and your little dog too there's a yellow brick road that we follow back home and I know you can't wait your belligerent hate there's no place like home there's no place like home there's a little white porch and you wanted it so and you let me go down to the end of the road and the black and the white a technicolorful life can I stand by your side? like home we can make it alright 'cause I'm home there's a little white porch and you wanted it so and you let me go down to the end of the road and the black and the white a technicolorful life then another arrived it's a cowardly lion what I want from this world what I wanna resolve when I want you to stay so I want you to wait I don't wanna be bold I don't wanna be cold I don't wanna grow old I don't wanna grow old