In every dream home a heartache And every step I take
Takes me further from heaven Is there a heaven?
I'd like to think so From Belbush to Fawcett
In smart-down apartment The cottage is pretty
The main house a palace Penthouse perfection
But what goes on? What to do there? Better pray there
I bought you mail order My plain wrapper baby
I'll dress you up daily And keep you till death's eyes
Inflatable doll, lover ungrateful
I blew up your body But you blew my mind
Welcome homey We're homey
We're homey We're homey
We're homey
