Peas In A Pod

Oh my goodness. 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.