Low Hanging Fruit

OK, so this song practically wrote itself. I'm sure you're sitting there thinking "why would the writer create something so derivative and obvious?" To which I reply "Did you see the title of the blog?"  Just be glad I'm semi-coherent.
In any case, I give you the rewritten "Barbara Ann."

Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
I'm not the saaame,

Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
You got me packin and a-rollin'
Packin' and a rollin' MaryJane;
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane

Nothing left to hide, there inside in my bag
Saw a dealer near, so I thought I'd get some schwag
of MaryJane
I'm not the saaame,
You got me packin and a-rollin'
Packin' and a rollin' MaryJane;

Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
I'm not the saaame,
MaryJane
You got me packin and a-rollin'
Packin' and a rollin' MaryJane;
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane

Don't want some crack,
Don't want some smack,
Don't have the knack
So please just cut me some slack
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
I'm not the saaame,
You got me packin and a-rollin'
Packin' and a rollin' MaryJane;
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane

Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane
I'm not the saaame,
You got me packin and a-rollin'
Packin' and a rollin' MaryJane;
Ma-ma-ma, ma - MaryJane