A Mary Ann Kind'A Guy
I knew back then when I was a little boy
Though I didn’t quite understand why
That when the girls I would start to enjoy
I was bound to be a Mary Ann kind’a guy.
Although to be honest, I certainly must admit
Something about Ginger had really caught my eye
I loved her curves and her really big … smile
But I was sworn to be a Mary Ann kind’a guy.
I rushed right home every day after school
Watching reruns for this girl I’d hope to spy
Skipper and Gilligan were somehow kind’a cool
But I really was a Mary Ann kind’a guy.
When I grew up and found a girl to marry me
This I tell you and I swear it’s not a lie
She was the spitting image of that girl on my TV
And just right for a Mary Ann kind’a guy.
by, Joe Flach, copyright 5/8/2010
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