Bookie Baker - Mary Ann Lyrics

I smell salt in the air
You smell something wrong
Absence makes the mind die wicked
But they said absence makes the heart beat strong
Mary Ann walks in the room
The boys all sit up straight
So, honey come join me on a holiday
At least until I get my posture right
Dora Maar's working overtime
Has me shoutin' and scribblin' verse
Not easy to impress and a whole lot smarter
Better check the dictionary for a bigger word
I'm trying to write with a rhyme obsequiousness in a verse
Maybe I should aim just a little bit lower
Now I look to keen and the song sounds worse
Mary Ann, oh Mary Ann
She's just so good to me
She's just so good to me
Mary Ann don't need a man
She needs just a little bit more
Maybe if I was just a little bit taller
A little bit braver, Whatcha lookin' for
Mary Ann walks in the room
The girls all sit up straight
So honey come join us on a holiday
At least until we get our posture right
Mary Ann, oh Mary Ann
She's just so good to me
Oh, She's just so good to me
Oh Mary Ann, oh Mary Ann
She's just so good to me
Ya, she's just so good to me
Well, she's working on herself right now
Without a moment to lose
Where does she find the time to be a full-time muse
Maybe I was born to sing the blues
The blues
The blues
Well I can be a better man
I just need some time to plan
So I can be for you
Like you're for me
My Mary Ann
Mary Ann, Mary Ann
She's just so good to me
Oh, She's just so good to me
Oh Mary Ann, oh Mary Ann
She's just so good to me
Ya, she's just too good for me