Tekster: Cake. Baskets.

She'll hang the baskets on the walls
Don't you know I've seen it all before
She'll hang the baskets on the walls
But I've seen it all before, heard the slamming of the door
Come summer, come fall
Come winter, there'll be baskets on the floor

He'll go to buy her Turtle Wax
But in his mind, he won't be coming back
She'll hang the baskets on the walls
But I've seen it all before, heard the slamming of the door
Come summer, come fall
Come winter, there'll be baskets on the floor

But I've seen it all before, heard the slamming of the door

Come summer, come fall
Come winter, there'll be baskets on the floor

She'll hang the baskets on the wall
She'll hang the baskets on the wall
She'll hang the baskets on the wall
She'll hang the baskets on the wall
She'll hang the baskets on the wall
She'll hang the baskets on the wall