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