Green Acres

After a day in the naked city, the city that never sleeps, the city of concrete and subway steps, honks and bumps, and the best corner hot dogs made of mystery meat and kept warm in weird liquids...

How I made that commute for 20 years and thought it was fun and an adventure???

Green Acres is the place to be. 
Farm livin' is the life for me. 
Land spreadin' out so far and wide 
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside. 

New York is where I'd rather stay. 
I get allergic smelling hay. 
I just adore a penthouse view. 
Dah-ling I love you but give me Park Avenue. 

...The chores. 
...The stores. 
...Fresh air. 
...Times Square 

You are my wife. 
Good bye, city life. 
Green Acres we are there.