Lyric Mabel

Mable

I met her Sunday, that was yesterday
The girl I knew from 1990
Her eyes are hazel, her name is Mable
I kissed her once and now I m able to

Walk a mile, crack a smile
She makes me want to kiss all the

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Babies, hug the puppy dogs
She makes me feel like a mom
Smell the flowers and plant a tree
I gotta say that Mable -- She s the bomb

Now it s Monday, better than Sunday
Mable told me that she would stay
Her curly hair shines in her eyes
Boy that Mable sure is fine

I m with her now until I die
She makes me want to kiss all the

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Then on Tuesday, Mable left me
I heard she s goin out with Charlie
She saw his package from what I know she said:
"That looks like a tube of cookie dough!"

Mine, she said then, looks like a small
pencil with broken lead

Rabies got the puppy dogs
and now I really need my mom
I bought her flowers, so woe st me
It sucks I still think Mable -- she s the bomb

Rabies got the puppy dogs
and now I really need my mom
I bought her flowers, so woe is me
It sucks I still think Mable -- she s the bomb