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