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 Oooooo