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Ginny The Ninny Of The First Platoon (WW2)
(Strip Polka)
If there e'er were a Seaman that was struck by the moon
Oh, it's Ginny the Ninny of the First Platoon
Oh, she flaunts femininity with curl and with frills
But her mates want to choke her when she drills.
Forward march, forward march, and she skids to the rear
Column right, column right and she stalls changing gears
But she's deaf to our curses, unaware it's a crime
When she drills, it's always out of time.
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