Text: Cake. She'll Hang The 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