"I used to ride,
Across the desert.
You know, I used to glide,
On my speeder.
Pray that I don't find,
What I don't wanna find.
Waitin' for me 'round the corner,
Oh no, no.
…
49 times, yeah it was 49 times.
And now it might be waiting for you.
Could hiding behind that scrap pile.
-That's just a big cow.
I know you really want someone to hold you,
But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing,
Waiting for us.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love."