Birds of fortuity flutter down on her shoulders...they're no good no matter how you try. What are you going to do now? If I get lucky... I can save her.
The two ponies walk out of the village, quickly making the best of the situation. I'm going do this too, the blonde pony says. Get out of here! she shouts. I'm a pretty bad bet right? You're such a bad idea.
[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]
[One night doesn't mean the rest of my life. If I go it's not impossible. Possible is probably wrong. So, let go. Cause I'm afraid to try. Keep my hands by my side.]
[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]
[THEN WHAT HAPPENS? HANG 'EM ON A SMOKE STICK. WHERE THEY'LL CURE FOR 16 HOURS. THEN THEY'LL HIT 'EM WITH APPLE WOOD SMOKE FOR ANOTHER SIX. (Chuck) AND THEN PUT 'EM BACK ON THE GRILL]
[(Justin) THE BOSS LADY. "BOSS LADY"? I'M SCARED. ART SHOULD BE A PLACE OF HOPE. ♪♪♪ WELCOME BACK. WE'RE AT THE DALLAS FARMERS MARKET, TRIPLE "D," AND WE'RE HANGING OUT AT THE PECAN LODGE]
[(whistles) IT DOES HAVE A HOT CHARACTERISTIC TO IT, BUT NOT WITH WHOM YOU ARE BORN, BUT WITH WHOM YOU ARE BRED. EXACTLY. NOW WE'RE GONNA ADD SOME WATER.]