M: Look at my horse,
My horse is amazing!
Give it a lick.
L: Hmm, It tastes just like raisins!

M: Have a stroke of its mane,
It turns into a plane.
And then it turns back again,
When you tug on its winky.

L: Oh that's dirty!
M: Do you think so?
Well I'd better not show you where the lemonade is made,
Sweet lemonade.
Mmm sweet lemonade!
Sweet lemonade,
Yeah sweet lemonade!

Get on my horse,
I'll take you round the Universe
And all the other places too.
L: I think you'll find that the Universe pretty much covers everything.
M: Shut up woman get on my horse!