Doo, doo, doo, doo...
We had a quarrel
A teenage quarrel
Now I\'m as blue as I know how to be
I can\'t call you on the phone
I can\'t even see you at your home
So I\'m sending you this present
Just to prove that I\'m telling the truth
Dear, I believe you won\'t 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 that\'s all I had in my jeans at the time
But when we grow up,
Some day I\'ll show up
Just to prove I was tellin\' the truth
I\'ll kiss you too then I\'ll hand to you
This rose and a baby ruth
Doo, doo, doo, doo...
[Thanks to penguin67@centrum.cz for these lyrics]
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