Nancy Bueller Bayer was a big Mickey fan. The last time I saw her she told me the story of going to a Yankee game when she was in her late teens. Evidently an accommodating usher moved her to a box seat to get a good view of the Mick (she told him how much she loved Mantle). She said that when she called out to him when he returned to the dugout she caught his eye and he gave her a big smile. Mick may have been a hick, but not a dummy.
Teresa Brewer vocalist. Lyrics:
I love Mickey (Mickey who)
You know who, the fella
With the celebrated swing
Oh, I love Mickey (Mickey who)
You know who, the one who
Drives me batty every spring
If I don't make a hit with him
My heart will break in two
I wish that I could catch him
And pitch a lttle woo
I love Mickey (Mickey who)
Mickey you (Mickey me)
That's who
I love Mickey (Mickey who)
You know who, his muscles
Are a mighty sight to see
Oh, I love Mickey (Mickey who)
You know who, the one I want
To steal right home with me
Oh, I'd sacrifice most anything
To win his many charms
I'd like to be a fly ball
And pop right in his arms
I love Mickey (Mickey who)
Mickey Mantle, ooh, I love you
(Who, me) ooh, I love you
(Not Yogi Berra)
Ooh, I love you
Mickey
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