Observe that this is NOT the Jamaican reggae-band. This is a 60s garage band from Tacoma, Washington. Intro: E------------------------| B------------------------| G------------------------| D--------3-1--1---1-2-3--| X2 A-3-3--3--------3--------| E------------------------| Out, runnin' around Seein' every crazy sight A lady in a evenin' gown Made from a paper kite We asked her why She wore such a crazy gown She said if ya wanna fly Ya gotta get off the ground Don't know what we hear an' see Hey, we gotta be... Out of our tree Out of our tree (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"