I think I cursed everything by whistling the tune to Green Acres.
Green Acres is the place to be
FARM livin is the life for me
Land spreading out so far and wide
Keep Manhattan just gimme that countryside
New YORK is where I'd rather stay
I get allergic smelling hay
I just adore a pent house view
Darling I love you but give me Park Avenue
The chores
The stores
Fresh air
Time square
You are my wife
Goodbye city life
Green Acres we are there!