Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful trip
That started with some tropic weed
Held in a tiny clip

Dawn's party was a big surprise
And when she said goodbye
It followed one too many drinks
And a three hour high, a three hour high

A trooper pulled her over
When the middle line was crossed
She said that she was swerving 'cause
"She reached for the de-frost" "She reached for the de-frost"

So this is the tale of Mary Ann
Probation for a long, long time,
She'll have to make the best of things
It's an uphill climb

No reefer in her motor car,
Not a single luxury,
Like Robinson Crusoe,
Deprived of her Doobie

So join us here each week my friends,
You're sure to get a smile,
She must have found some wild weed
There on Gilligan's Isle!