Never been to Mexico It's only half a mile or so The mission on the bluff, below Don't get out much Crow tastes like chicken meat And I've heard cats land on their feet If that's a lie I want you to delete it Was mystified Took a Greyhound for a ride And by Arcadia Decided I'd be Steven Now we're even Please do not take offense Salute, two fingers, standard squat Jabbed the bag without a sense That you knew half what I forgot One tug-of-war that pulled me in And furthermore, it tipped the balance Either/or Was so deceiving It's best I leave in Now we're even