A Rose and a Baby Ruth
Doo, doo, doo, doo
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
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, ahh

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 telling the truth
I´ll kiss you too then I´ll hand to you
This rose and a Baby Ruth

Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo