Come and knock on our door. We’ve been waiting for you. Where the kisses are hers and hers and his, three’s company, too! Come and dance on our floor. Take a step that is new. We’ve a lovable space that needs your face, three’s company, too! You’ll see that life is a ball again and laughter is callin’ for you. Down at our rendezvous, three’s company, too!
Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman. All the world’s waiting for you, and the power you possess. In your satin tights, fighting for your rights, and the old Red, White and Blue! Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman. Now the world is ready for you, and the wonders you can do. Make a hawk a dove, stop a war with love. Make a liar tell the truth. Wonder Woman, get us out from under, Wonder Woman. All our hopes are pinned on you, and the magic that you do. Stop a bullet cold, make the Axis fall. Change their minds, and change the world. Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman. You’re a wonder, Wonder Woman.
Moon over Parma, bring my love to me tonight. Guide her to Cleveland, underneath your silvery light. We’re going bowlin’ so don’t lose her in Solon. Moon over Parma, tonight!
It seems today that all you see is violence in movies and sex on tv, but where are those good old-fashioned values on which we used to rely? Lucky there’s a family guy, lucky there’s a man who positively can do all the things that make us laugh and cry – he’s our family guy!
My kinda people, my kinda place. There’s something special about this place. Got no reason to stray too far, ’cause it’s all right here in my own backyard! This is a Burger King town, it’s made just for me! This is a Burger King town, we know how burgers should be! Right up the road, left at the sign. My way, your way, one at a time, hot off the fire with anything on it! And don’t it feel good when it’s just how you want it? This is a Burger King town, it’s made just for me! This is a Burger King town, we know how burgers should be!
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. Darling 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!