if bubbles were bullets

hey

baby cakes

i wanna write you a song

now that we've been on this journey so long

standin' here at the sink scrubbin' away

has really made me think i've got something to say

ooooh. hey baby

ketchup and mustard and oatmeal

too

just wash your dishes

don't make me blue

wash your dishes or rinse them or just make an effort

if bubbles were bullets

i'd blow you away

i'd pop the champagne and make a clean getaway

if bubbles were bullets

i'd draw you a bath

tub farts as mega nukes would deliver my wrath

but if bubbles were bullets

if that were really true

then

babycakes

i'd take a shot for you

i'd take a shot for you

i'd take a shot for you