Free To Be You And Me .......... The New Seekers

Boy Meets Girl .......... Mel Brooks and Marlo Thomas

When We Grow Up .......... Diana Ross

Don't Dress Your Cat In An Apron .......... Billy De Wolfe

Parents Are People .......... Harry Belafonte and Marlo Thomas

Housework .......... Carol Channing

Helping .......... Tom Smothers

Ladies First .......... Marlo Thomas

Dudley Pippin And The Principal .......... Billy De Wolfe, Marko Thomas, Bobby Morse

It's All Right To Cry .......... Rosey Grier

Sisters And Brothers .......... Sisters and Brothers

My Dog Is A Plumber .......... Dick Cavett

William's Doll .......... Alan Alda and Marlo Thomas

Atlanta .......... Alan Alda and Marlo Thomas

Grandma .......... Diana Sands

Girl Land .......... Jack Cassidy and Shirley Jones

Dudley Pippin And His No-Friend .......... Bobby Morse and Marlo Thomas

Glad To Have A Friend Like You .......... Marlo Thomas

Free To Be You And Me .......... The New Seekers

There's a land that I see where the children are free
And I say it ain't far to this land from where we are
Take my hand, come with me, where the children are free
Come with me, take my hand, and we'll live

In a land where the river runs free
In a land through the green country
In a land to a shining sea
And you and me are free to be you and me

I see a land bright and clear, and the time's comin' near
When we'll live in this land, you and me, hand in hand
Take my hand, come along, lend your voice to my song
Come along, take my hand, sing a song

For a land where the river runs free
For a land through the green country
For a land to a shining sea
For a land where the horses run free
And you and me are free to be you and me

Every boy in this land grows to be his own man
In this land, every girl grows to be her own woman
Take my hand, come with me where the children are free
Come with me, take my hand, and we'll run

To a land where the river runs free
To a land through the green country
To a land to a shining sea
To a land where the horses run free
To a land where the children are free
And you and me are free to be
And you and me are free to be
And you and me are free to be you and me

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When we grow up, will I be pretty?
Will you be big and strong?
Will I wear dresses that show off my knees?
Will you wear trousers twice as long?
Well, I don't care if I'm pretty at all.
And I don't care if you never get tall.
I like what I look like, and you're nice small.
We don't have to change at all.

Hey!
When we grow up, will I be a lady?
Will you be an engineer?
Will I have to wear things like perfume and gloves?
I can still pull the whistle while you steer.
Well, I don't care if I'm pretty at all.
And I don't care if you never get tall.
I like what I look like, and you're nice small.
We don't have to change at all.

When I grow up, I'm gonna be happy and do what I like to do,
Like making noise and making faces and making friends like you.
And when we grow up, do you think we'll see
That I'm still like you and you're still like me?
I might be pretty; you might grow tall.
But we don't have to change at all.

spoken: I don't want to change, see, 'cause I still want to be your friend, forever and ever and ever and ever and ever.

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Mommies are people, people with children
When mommies were little, they used to be girls
Like some of you, but then they grew
And now mommies are women, women with children
Busy with children, and things that they do
There are a lot of things a lot of mommies can do

Some mommies are ranchers, or poetry makers
Or doctors or teachers, or cleaners or bakers
Some mommies drive taxis, or sing on TV
Yeah, mommies can be almost anything they want to be

Well, they can't be grandfathers, or daddies

Daddies are people, people with children
When daddies were little, they used to be boys
Like some of you, but then they grew
And now daddies are men, men with children
Busy with children, and things that they do
There are a lot of things a lot of daddies can do

Some daddies are writers, or grocery sellers
Or painters or welders, or funny-joke tellers
Some daddies play cello, or sail on the sea
Yeah, daddies can be almost anything they want to be

They can't be grandmas or mommies

Parents are people - Parents are people
People with children - People with children
When parents were little, they used to be kids
Like all of you, but then they grew
And now parents are grown-ups - Parents are grown-ups
Grown-ups with children - Grown-ups with children
Busy with children, and things that they do
There are a lot of things a lot of mommies
And a lot of daddies, and a lot of parents can do

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Agatha Fry, she made a pie
And Christopher John helped bake it
Christopher John, he mowed the lawn
And Agatha Fry helped rake it

Now, Zachary Zugg took out the rug
And Jennifer Joy helped shake it
Then Jennifer Joy, she made a toy
And Zachary Zugg helped break it

And some kind of help is the kind of help
That helping's all about
And some kind of help is the kind of help
We all can do without

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It's all right to cry
Crying gets the sad out of you
It's all right to cry
It might make you feel better

Raindrops from your eyes
Washing all the mad out of you
Raindrops from your eyes
It's gonna make you feel better

It's all right to feel things
Though the feelings may be strange
Feelings are such real things
And they change and change and change

Sad 'n' grumpy, down in the dumpy
Snuggly, hugly, mean 'n' ugly
Sloppy, slappy, hoppy, happy
Change and change and change

It's all right to know
Feelings come and feelings go
It's all right to cry
It might make you feel better

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It's all right to cry, little boy
I know some big boys that cry too

Sisters and brothers, brothers and sisters
Ain't we, everyone
Brothers and sisters, sisters and brothers
Every father's daughter, every mother's son

Brothers and sisters, sisters and brothers
Each and every one
Sisters and brothers, brothers and sisters
Every mother's daughter, every father's son

Ain't we lucky, everybody
Bein' everybody's brother
Ain't we lucky, everybody
Lookin' out for one another

Ain't we happy, everybody
Bein' everybody's sister
Ain't we happy, everybody
Lookin' out for Mister Mister

Ain't we lucky, ain't we
Ain't we happy, ain't we
Ain't we lucky, ain't we
Ain't we happy, ain't we

Do do, ooh ooh, do, ooh do, ooh (4x)

Sisters and brothers, brothers and sisters
Ain't we, everyone
Brothers and sisters, sisters and brothers
Every father's daughter, every mother's

Brothers and sisters, sisters and brothers
Each and every one
Sisters and brothers, brothers and sisters
Every mother's daughter, every father's

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When my friend William was five years old
He wanted a doll, to hug and hold
"A doll," said William, "is what I need
To wash and clean, and dress and feed

"A Doll to give a bottle to
And put to bed when day is through
And any time my doll gets ill
I'll take good care of it," said my friend Bill

A doll, a doll, William wants a doll
Don't be a sissy said his best friend Ed
Why should a boy want to play with a doll
Dolls are for girls said his cousin Fred
Don't be a jerk, said his older brother
"I know what to do," said his father to his mother

So his father bought him a basketball
A badminton set, and that's not all
A bag of marbles, a baseball glove
And all the things a boy would love

And Bill was good at every game
Enjoyed them all, but all the same
When Billy's father praised his skill
"Can I please have a doll now," said my friend Bill

A doll, a doll, William wants a doll
A doll, a doll, William wants a doll

Then William's grandma arrived one day
And wanted to know what he liked to play
And Bill said, "Baseball's my favorite game
I like to play, but all the same

"I'd give my bat and ball and glove
To have a doll that I could love"
"How very wise," his grandma said
Said Bill, "but everyone says this instead"

A doll, a doll, William wants a doll
A doll, a doll, William wants a doll

So William's grandma, as I've been told
Bought William a doll, to hug and hold
And William's father began to frown
But grandma smiled, and calmed him down

Explaining, William wants a doll
So when he has a baby someday
He'll know how to dress it, put diapers on double
And gently caress it to bring up a bubble
And care for his baby as every good father
Should learn to do

William has a doll, William has a doll
'Cause someday he is gonna be a father, too

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Both: Toyland, Toyland, beautiful girl and boy land ...

(a few bars of carnival music)

Shirley Jones: They're closing up Girl Land. Some say it's a shame.
It used to be busy, then nobody came.
And other folks tell you they're glad that it's done,
'Cause Girl Land was never much fun ...

(more carnival music playing through next verse)

Jack Cassidy: Welcome to Girl Land, my good little girls!
Admission's a wink and a toss of your curls.
There's fun for all, from eight to eighty.
You go in a girl, and you come out a lady!

Shirley Jones: They're closing down Girl Land. Some say it's a crime
To be losing the trees you're forbidden to climb.
And other folks say it was always a bore
To wait for a boy who would open the door
To the funhouse ...

(still more carnival music playing through next verse)

Jack Cassidy: Wonderful Girl Land, the island of joys,
Where good little girls pick up after the boys!
So come on in. Look about.
You go in a girl ... and you never get out! (wicked laugh)

Shirley Jones: They're boarding up Girl Land. Some say it's too bad.
They try to remember some fun that they had.
And other folks say it was no fun at all,
Being a girl in Girl Land.

And soon, in a park that was Girl Land before,
You'll do what you like and you'll be who you are,
As you wander in and wander out
And pretty soon forget all about ...

Jack Cassidy: Girl Land, Girl Land, beautiful Girl Land ...

(carnival music plays slower, sounding run-down, and finally stops)

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Jill told Bill that it was lots of fun to cook
Bill told Jill that she could bait a real fish hook
So they made ooey gooey chocolate cake, sticky-licky sugar topped
And they gobbled it and giggled
And they sat by the river and they fished in the water
And they talked as the squirmy wormies wiggled

Singin', glad to have a friend like you
Fair and fun and skippin' free
Glad to have a friend like you
And glad to just be me

Pearl told Earl that they could do a secret code
Earl told Pearl there was free ice-cream when it snowed
So they sent funny letters that contained myst'ry messages
And nobody knew just how they made it
And they raised up the window and they scooped all the snow together
Put milk and sugar in and ate it

Peg told Greg she liked to make things out of chairs
Greg told Peg sometimes he still hugged teddy bears
So they sneaked in the living room and piled all the pillows up
And made it a rocket ship to fly in
And the bears were their girls and boys and they were the astronauts
Who lived on the moon with one pet lion

...And glad to just be, glad to just be, glad to just be me

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