I stood around with an old dog on an old ranch with a pelican
We went around to an old town with an old friend who's a Mexican
I made it out with nothing on me
I made it out with nothing on me
I swam down in the cold sound with a clownfish lurking
We flew around to a new town were I felt my eyes on a bulletin
I stumbled out with something on me
I stumbled out with something on me
I made the rounds with some old friends with an old dog and a Mexican
We hung around by the cold sound with a goldfish and a pelican
We all ate from a red apple tree
We all sighed on a red apple tree
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