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3-in-One Oil is a general-purpose lubricating oil sold in small cans and squeezable containers for household and do-it-yourself use. It was originally formulated in 1894. Its name, given by the inventor George W. Cole of New Jersey, derives from the product's triple ability to "clean, lubricate and protect," originally for use on bicycles. The formula consists of pale spindle oil with a small amount of corrosion inhibitor and citronella oil (which gives the product its distinctive sharp odor). It remains a popular lubricant for bicycle chains.
The product changed ownership many times throughout the 20th century and was bought by its current owners, the WD-40 Company, in 1995. The current marketing slogan is "The Tool Kit In A Can" with the well-known logo of the text "3 in" inside a large numeral "1".
A few other products are now produced under the 3-in-1 brand, including a white lithium grease, silicone spray, and oil with added PTFE.
In 2000, the can was redesigned to look like the early 20th century oil can design (hemisphere base with tapered straight spout).
Honey, he doesn’t love you.
Honey, he doesn’t love you.
Can’t you see the resentment on his face,
the subtle abuse in his tone?
Can’t you hear the truth behind the jokes
when he says he’d rather be alone?
Honey, pookie, poodle, he doesn’t love you.
Sometimes once is all it takes.
Your mother and Jesus hate you.
But me, I haven’t changed.
Maybe you should give me a call.
Give me a call.
I’m still the same old guy you knew in school,
the oldest 18 and so,
so tired of life.
And so, so tired of life.
Your life is ugly and ruthless.
Your mother and Jesus hate you.
But me, I still like you kind of
so why won’t you give me a call?
So I walked through the trees you lined your house with
and I thought about that guy you’re going out with.
And I thought I’d be useful for a change,
so I picked up a rake,
but I couldn’t figure out what to do with it.
So I walked around the gardens in a sorry state
and I looked around the table when I came in late
and I saw all the food piled on my plate
so I picked up my drink,
but I couldn’t figure out where to throw it first.
Oh, give me a call.
I’m still the same old guy you knew in school,
the oldest 18 and so so,
so tired of life when I kiss you,