| Consuela, I am wandering through the desert
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| Consuela, I am wandering through the desert
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| Like a beetle with three legs
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| Where is that lizard, that mean old nasty lizard
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| The one who eats the little fishes?
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| The owl, the scorpion, the rusting Chevrolet
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| Everything is perfect in its way
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| Consuela, I don? |
| t know what? |
| s gotten into you
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| You painted whiskers on your car
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| Consuela, I don? |
| t know what? |
| s gotten into you
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| You put ears on your home
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| You used to leave well enough alone
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| I don? |
| t know what? |
| s gotten into you
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| I don? |
| t know what? |
| s gotten into you
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| Consuela, the cacti rise like skyscrapers
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| The owl, the scorpion, the rusting Chevrolet
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| Everything is perfect in its way
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| The hummingbirds melt in the dawn, Consuela
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| The hummingbirds melt in the dawn, Consuela
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| Consuela
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| Consuela
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| The hummingbirds melt in the dawn, Consuela
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| The hummingbirds melt in the dawn, Consuela |