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