I will have a cup of tea I will wash the cup I will place it on the dish-rack I will wait for it to dry I will have another cup of tea I'll drink it up, I'll wash the cup I'll place it on the drainboard I wonder if it's dry Oh, give me a home Where the buffalo roam And the apples go rolling the other way There are ten neighbors Walking up my driveway All dressed in black Carrying carnations and waving recipes And I tell each of them If I could only have Everything they have Then I know that I'd finally be happy Oh, give me a home Did someone call the police? And Adam would never have had If he hadn't have had Eve