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 the mile, crack a smile
She makes me wanna kiss all the
Babies, hug the puppy dogs,
She makes me feel like my 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 fly
I'm with her now until I die
She makes me wanna kiss all the
Babies, hug the puppy dogs,
She makes me feel like my mom,
Smell the flowers, plant a tree,
I gotta say that mable,
She's the bomb.
Then on tuesday, mable left me
I heard she's going 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,
So now I erally need my mom,
I bought her flowers, so woe is me,
It sucks I still think mable,
She's the bomb.
Rabies got the puppy dogs,
So now I really need my mom,
I bought her flowers, so woe is me,
It sucks I still think mable,
SHE'S THE BOMB.
Writer(s): John William Feldmann, Charlie Paulson, Simon John Williams
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