A Rose And A Baby Ruth


    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...