Doo, doo, doo, doo... We had a quarrel A teenage quarrel Now Im as blue as I know how to be I cant call you on the phone I cant even see you at your home So Im sending you this present Just to prove that Im telling the truth Dear, I believe you wont laugh when you receive This rose and a baby ruth Doo, doo, doo, doo... I could have sent you an orchid of some kind But thats all I had in my jeans at the time But when we grow up, Some day Ill show up Just to prove I was tellin the truth Ill kiss you too then Ill hand to you This rose and a baby ruth Doo, doo, doo, doo...
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