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Yesterday's gone, today is a new day

Yet I still feel like flying away

To another planet that's much better than this one

Think I need a vacation

Want to go to Mexico, eat some carnitas

It's really good stuff folded in a tortilla

Nom nom nom nom, oh my god, that's so yummy

I don't even chew, directly to my tummy

No, you don't know what you're missing out on

So you better bring your mom to the farm

Bet you never seen her gone in her thong with a bong

Sitting on the fucking lawn, playing me a song