Little boxes on the hillside
 Little boxes made of ticky-tacky
 Little boxes on the hillside
 Little boxes, all the same

 There's a green one and a pink one
 And a blue one and a yellow one
 And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
 And they all look just the same

 And the people in the houses
 All went to the university
 Where they were put in boxes
 And they came out all the same

 And there's doctors and lawyers
 And business executives
 And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
 And they all look just the same

 And they all play on the golf course
 And drink their martinis dry
 And they all have pretty children

 And the children go to school
 And the children go to summer camp
 And then to the university
 Where they are put in boxes
 And [bad word] out all the same

 And the boys go into business
 And marry and raise a family
 In boxes made of ticky-tacky
 And they all look just the same

 There's a green one and a pink one
 And a blue one and a yellow one
 And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
 And they all look just the same