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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