Squirtgun

Mary Ann

Squirtgun


You were my only friend 
But you broke my heart again 
When you didn't jump through the TV screen 

I don't know if this love is right 
But I dream of you each night 
And I hope it's not as crazy as it seems 

Left on a desert isle 
How I long to see your smile 
When you gleam at me from the tube 

Ginger's hot but not too bright 
If I had you I'd be alright 
But I'm sitting on this couch like a fool 

You keep running away 
About a half an hour each day 
You're my favorite castaway