Peas in a Pod

Oh my goodness, Gould! Is this on the bill? It's one of my favorites Edie, please It's the very first song you ever taught me We used to sing it together Given our amazing similarities We could be a plate of eggs and ham A pair of canaries I shadow you like Mary's lamb I'm sorry, I'm in no mood- For me, Mother, please? I'll sing the man's part Physically, a few discreet disparities Ought to keep us happy as - Happy as - As a clam Why fight it, lady? Our star is in ascendance! Make me your matey And I'll give you my independence Well, come on, Edith, don't tell me you forgot the staging I didn't forget it, I just don't want to do it Just do it and for God's sake, smile We're a bowl of peaches and cream The Dodgers and Brooklyn A permanent team India and Gandhi Dagwood and his Blondie Two peas in a pod We're an act like Crosby and Hope A rosy complexion and Ivory Soap Pip and Miss Estella Hedda and Louella Two peas in a pod We stick together Like a cushion and pins Birds of a feather I'd say "Siamese twins." Ever-aftering where We will build a cozy retreat Which no nosy neighbors Can see from the street What need we Manhattan? Just us and a cat in A cottage on Cape Cod For two, please Two peas in a pod Oh come on, Edith. Dance! A soft shoe! How can you resist? I can't help myself! It's the music and I'm its hapless victim! Aren't we all, kid, aren't we all? If by our devotion Nature gets the notion To send a gift from God Send two please Say kootchie-koo Cuties- In pink and blue Two, please Two peas in a pod Two peas in a pod Two peas in a pod