Observe that this is NOT the Jamaican reggae-band.
This is a 60s garage band from Tacoma, Washington.

Intro:


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FOut, runnin' aroAbund Bb Ab SFeein' every crazy siAbghtBbAb
FA lady in a evenin' gAbown Bb Ab MFade from a paper kAbiteBbAb
BbWe asked her DbwhyEb Db BbShe wore such a crazy DbgowEbnDb
FShe said if ya wanna fAbly Bb Ab FYa gotta get off theAb groBbundAb

GDon't know what we hear an' sCee GHey, we gotta bBbe...
FOut of our tBbree
FOut of our tBbree
F Bb F (break)
Out of our tree

Repeat intro once

Ran a little ways more/And we happened to meet
A man building a door/Right in the middle of the street
We asked him why/He did such a crazy thing
He said if ya wanna get by/The doorbell ya hafta ring

Don't know what we hear an' see/Hey, we gotta be...
Out of our tree
Out of our tree
Out of our tree

Repeat intro once

(Then we saw(?)) a cat/Diggin' through a garbage can
Out jumped a rat/A dog an' the garbage man
Now everything we see/We don't try to figure out
We know that it just can't be/But it's happenin' without a doubt

Don't know what we hear an' see/Hey, we gotta be...
Out of our tree
Out of our tree
Out of our tree

Bass solo and some more "Out of our tree"