There's a wreck up the way;nI hope it's not my fault.nMy foe's mostly a friend.nWe just don't see eye to eye,nbut who's to blame when we both look behind?nnHey, smoke ring signaling a wise bear billowing, leaping from limb to limb.nAnd when the smoke clears the trees,noh I ask where will we be?nHalfway around the world; France, Spain, and Portugal.nnn