"Nothing you could say can tear me away from my guy
Nothing you could do, 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy
I'm stickin' to my guy, like a stamp to a letter.
Like birds of a feather, we stick together.
I'm tellin' you from the start, I can't be torn apart from my guy."
When Mary Wells graced Motown with that melodic declaration, she wasn't singing about Allen Craig, Josh Rutledge and Alex Cobb. But when I sit down at the draft table and start humming that catchy tune, those are a few of the guys you can't tear away from me.