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 a 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?
We can make it alright

Like home

′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