Lyric 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...