Ladies and gentlemen, we present to you
If bubbles were bullets
Hey babycakes I wanna write you a song
now that we've been on this journey so long
standing here at the sink scrubbin' away
has really made me think I've got somethin' to say
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
Tubfarts as meganukes would deliver my wrath
But if bubbles were bullets
if that were really true
then babycakes
I'd take a shot for you
Do the dishes
It's that simple