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