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Senior Party. Spring 1947,,
Here we are together,
Together on our honey-moon;
Who cares about the weather,
All we‘ll do is spoon, and soon,
Surrounded by people,
We're still allalone,
No more courtin' on the telephone.
Now that life - expectancy
Is reachin' eighty-five,
That's not the real expectancy
That keeps our love alive,
Two-thousand eleven
We‘ll still bill and”coo.
Can't go on without lovin' you.
CONEY, CC.\'E‘.’ ISLAND
Cone Cone I
That's the place for me
Where bathing beauts in briefest suits
Never see the sea
Every red hot mama
With her sugar dad
Strolling down the boardwalk
Flirts with every lad .
Junior wants some ice cream
Mother wants a tan
Daddy wants a dancer
Sister wants a man
How about some pop corn?
Come and see the babes
Where the hell's the ocean?
Haven‘t seen a wave‘
Coney, Coney Island
That's the place for me
Now listen kid I‘ve been around
I‘ve been kinda giddy
In Atlantic City
But it's still Coney Island for me.
MAGNOLIAS IN YOUR EYES
I can be the bravest man
In a cavalry or ten
I can face a whole brigade without
a rise. But my heart within me balks
And I cannot even talk
When I see magnolias in your eyes
I have kept the upper hand
with a savage pirate band
I have made my way through armies
in disguise, But I cannot save myself
When I see magnolias in your eyes.
I could live a year or two
In the depths of he bayou
I could kill an octopus of any size
I can do most any feat
But my boldness must retreat
When I see magnolias in your eyes.
COO
We have steered our bikes with skill
Up and down on Skinner Hill
Nearly fast enough for an Olympic Prize
Now we jog a little ways and
we're limping several days
still we've got magnolias in our eyes.
With Miss Mosscrop and MIss Timm
We did cartwheels int he gym
At lacrosse and soccer got our exercise
But our swayback further curves
With arthritis and pinched nerves
Still we've got magnolias in our eyes.
Vassar Devils took us much
To the Drug and to the Dutch
Th we'd eat two pizza pies of any size
NowA ake one spoon of cream
and we bul at every seam
Still we've got magnolias in our eyes.
We'd play bridge for half the night
Then start papers we must write
Typing on until the sun began to rise
Now we drink a glass of wine
Fall asleep at 10 to 9
Still we've got magnolias in our eyes.
We could live a year or two
And we hope that's what we'll do
But before we must start saying our goodbyes
One more course ma: e survive....
Geriatrics one oh five
Still we've got magnolias in our eyes.
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MANY OTHERS WAINS HAVE TOLD ‘
“ (Music & Lyrics by Joan Weisman)
Love has been a well-known story,-
Known to many pairs of old,
And the words I want to tell you,
Many other swains have told.
So if I should say I love you,
That you set my dreams aglow,
Though the words are over—used, dear,
They still mean I want you so.
Though I may not be a Humphrey Bogart,
A Brummel or a Van,
Still I can have the one ambition
To be your only man.
Why must you be so indifferent?
Must you be so very cold?
When I'm longing so to tell you
What many other swains have told.
YOU'RE ESSENTIAL TO ME
like a new bonnet
An old English sonnet
A cottage that's built by the sea
like week—ends at beaches
Sugar on peaches
You're Essential To Me.
like summer vacations
A new book of rations
The honey that's made by a bee
like winter and firelight
Summer and starli_ht
You're Essential To Me.
was so stunned when I met you
-ow could it really be true?
lo it have been accidental
were the Fates in it too?
dge goes with dummy
And England can't live without tea
like mayor and campaign
New Year's and champagne
DRUMS
THERE'S A PRIMITIVE URGE IN EVERYBODY!
THERE'S AN ANIMAL SURGE IN EVERYBODY!
IF YOU CAN.........NCT RESIST IT LOVE WILL COME
LIKE THE BEATING OF A DRUM!
THERE'S A SAVAGE BEATING IN EVERYBODY!
A.TAITOO REPEATING IN EVERYBODY!
IF YOU €AN.........NOT SUPPRESS IT LOVE WILL START
LIKE THE BEATING OF YOUR HEART!
THE FORCE COMELS YOU TO LOWER YOUR RESISTANCE!
OF COURSE LOVE JUSTIFIES ALL YOUR EXISTENCEJ
YOU LOSE ALL INHIBITION, INDIVIDUALITY!
FUSE WILD DISPOSITION AND SENSUALITY!
THERE S A TOM TOM SOUDING IN EVERYBODY!
AND A PULSE IS POUNDING IN EVERYBODY!
IF YOU CANNOT RESIST IT LOVE WILL COME
LIKE THE BEATING OF A DRUM.
LOVE WILL COME!
As Time Goes By
Hupfeld like
You must remember this, how boys begged for a kiss
But settled for a sigh.
And everyone was really shy
But Time Went By.
always
Now when two people woo, there's nothing they won't do-
And nothing's on the sly .
No fundamental rules apply
Since time went by.
Moonlite and love songs, strictly out of date.
Sreakers and flashers, movies to X rat.
Woman needs man and neither one CAN WAIT
To give the thing a try.
Its not the same ols saga, their pot has made them gaga
their coke has made them high.
I think we had more fun in our day
But time went by.
Stein Song
(University of l\‘Iaine)
Fill the steins to dear old Maine, To the youth, to the fire,
Shout till the rafters ringl To the life that is moving and calling us!
Stand and drink a toast once againl To the Gods, to the Fates,
Let every loyal Maine man sing— To the rulers of men and their destinies;
Then drink to all the happy hours, To the lips, to the eyes,
Drink to the careless days— To the girls who will love us some day! Oh-
Drink to Maine, our Alma Mater, (llepeat chorus)
The College of our hearts always.
Copyright 1910 by Carl Fischer, Inc., New York
To the trees, to the skyl copyright renewed.
To the spring in its glorious happiness,
Desperado
He was a desperado from the wild and woolly West,
Ile came into Chicago just to give the West a rest.
He wore a big smnbrero and a gun beneath his vest,
And everywhere he went he gave his war whoop.
He was a brave, bold, man and a—desperado,
From Cripple Creek, way down in—Colorado,
And he walked around like a—big tornado,
And everywhere he went he gave his war whoopl ‘I
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He went to Coney Island just to take in all the sights,
He saw the hootchic,-lcootehic and the girls dressed up in tights,
Ile got so darned excited that he shot out all the lights,
And everywhere he went he gave his war whoop.
A great big fat policeman was a-wallcing do\vn his heat,
Ile saw this desperado come a-walking down the street.
lle grabbed him by the whiskers, and he grabbed him by the seat, -
And threw him where he wouldn't give his war whoop.
You can easily see she's not my mother,
’Cause my mother's over forty-nine.
You can easily see she’s not my sister,
'Cause I never showed my sister such a
wonderful time,
You can easily see she’s not my sweetheart,
'C:mse my sweetheart's too refined.
She's just a slip of a kid, she didn't know
what she did;
She's just a personal friend of mine.
I With I Were a Wmlo Thugar Bun
I with I were a wittle thugar bun, (thugar bun),
I with I were a wittle thugar hun,
I'd thlippy and I'd thliddy down cveryone's
inthididie; '
I with I were a wittle thugar bun.
I with I were a witllc cake of thope,
(Cake of thopc) etc.
I'd thlippy and I'd thliddy over everybody's hidie.
I with I were a monkey in the zoo;
I'd thit upon a thelf and I'd thquat my wittle thelf.
I with I were a wjttle muthkitoc;
I'd lmlhie and I'd hitie under everyhody's nightie.
I with I were a lithie in the then; .
I'd thwim around tho eute without a bathing thuit.
I with I were a wittle thafety pin,‘
And everything that's buthtcd,
l'd hold until I ruthlcd.
I with I were a \vittle thlippewy woot;
I'd thtick up in the twail, and I'd llop you
on your tail.
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I with I were a wittle hog of mud;
I would ooze and I would gooze inthidc
cveryl)o
I with I were a \vittle can of beer;
I'd go down with a Ilurp and come up with ah
I with l were a wittle Englitli 'l'lipawwow;
I'd thit up on a thteeple, and I'd thpit
on all the people.
I with I were a wittle kangaroo;
I'd hippie and I'd hoppie inthide my
mother's poekic.
I with I were a thpoon of ('allu'r nil,
I'd luhrir.-ate the chathies of all the lads
and lathies.
I with I were a wittle thriped thkunk,
I'd thit up in the treethes, and perfume
all the hrcethcs.
Oh, a Zulu king with a big nose ring, fell in love with a fair young maid,
And every night by the pale moonlight, across the lake he came.
Oh, a hug and a kiss for a Zulu miss, in the shade of the old palm tree, ‘
Whene’er they met, they sang a duct, and it sounded like this to me:
Bar-rumph (kiss kiss) bar-rnmph (kiss kiss) bar-rumph ti (li a di aye,
Bar—rumph, (kiss kiss) bar-rumph (kiss kiss) bar-rumph ti di a di aye.
We'll build a bungalow, big enough for two,
Big enough for two, my honey, big enough {or two, walla walla walla ‘
And when we're married, how happy we’ll be,
Underneath the bamboo, underneath the bamboo tree, boomboom
Boom, boom, boom boom boom boom boom boom!
If you’ll be M-I-N-E mine, I'll be T-IIsI—N-E thine,
And I'll L-O-V-E love you all the T-I-M-E time;
You are the B-E-S-T best of all the R-E-S-'1' rest, ,
And l’ll L~O-V-E love you all the T-I-M—E time, ' .
Wrap 'em up, stack ’em up, any old time.
Sornebody’s been here giving lessons in love;
It lacks that inspiration sent from Heaven above, walla walla walla
Oh, that kiss you gave me sure was a winner;
You're no beginner, 'cause somebody's been here before.
You're second-hand.
Throw It Out the Window
But when she got there the on board was ba
Anldlshe thrlew it out the windoliv. .
ie wim ow, the second-stor wii l
But when she got there, the ctrpyboard bare TM kl Horne
And she threw it out the window. I l‘-
Drunk last night, drunk the night before;
Coin’ to get drunk tonight like I never got drunk
before.
For when I'm drunk I'm as happy as can be,
' For I am a member of the souse family.
Singin' glorious, glorious,
One keg o' beer for the four of us.
Clorybe to God that there are no more of us,
For one of us could drink it all alone.
All alone (damn near), all alone (damn near),
Glory be to God that there are no more of us,
For one of us could drink it all alone.
(Tune "C")
Oh, when you hear the roll of the big bass drum,
Then you kno\v that the Dutch have come.
The Dutch Company is the best company
That ever came over from the old country.
There's the Amsterdam Dutch and the Rotterdam
Dutch,
The Pottsdam Dutch and the C-- d--- Dutch.
lagged But Right
Then there's the Irish, but they're not much,
But they're a damn sight better than the G-- d--
Dutch. ’
Oh, why do we go with the girls so much,
When we could drink beer with the C-- d---
Dutch?
When a Greek meets a Greek it's a restaurant or
two;
When a Dutch meets a Dutch it's a keg of lager
brew.
(Tune "A")
Singin' glorious, glorious, etc.
(Tune "D" ) , t "
Oh, they had to cart Carry to the ferry,
And the ferry carriecl Carry to the shore.
And the reason that they had to carry Carry,
Was that Carry couldn’t carry any more.
(Follow this with "Sweet Eveline")
I just called up to tell you that I'm ragged but right,
A thief and a gambliu' woman, drunk eve.ry night.
I order porterhouse steak three times a day for my board,
'l‘hat’s more than any ordinary gal can afford.
I got a big handsome man to play around at my feet,
A big electric fan to keep me cool when I sleep.
For I'm a ramblin' woman, a gambliu' woman, and Lord am I tight,
I just called up to tell you that I'm ragged but right.
Oh, How He Lied
the sat down beside her and smoked his cigar,
-He told her he loved, but oh, how he liedl
Smoked his cigar, smoked his cigar.
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar,
Smoked his cigar-r-r.
She sat there beside him, and played her
guitar.
She told him she loved him, but she did not
lie. ‘
5—Thcy were to be married, but she ups and
dies.
6~—lIc went to the funeral, but just for the ride.
7—She went up to heaven, and flip-flop she flied.
8——Ile went down below her, and sizzled and
fried.
9—The moral of this tale is never to lie.
l0—Or you, too, may perish, and sizzle and fry.
kitty, perfumed and fair,
Sn-ollml out on a backyard fence for air
When a tomcat, lean and lithe and strong,
his I y and yuller, came a-strolling along.
I In sniilcd at the perfumed Persian cat
As she slrutted about with much éclat
Ami a~thinlcin' the time to pass,
I ie whispered, "Kiddo, you sure get class."
" "i‘is iitten and proper," was her reply,
‘/‘\s she arched her whiskers over her e e.
I am ribboned, sleep on illows of sil ,
Ami I daily bathe in certi ed milk.
"But I'm not content with what I've got;
‘ I ought to be happy, but happy I'm not.
I should be joyful, yes, I should indeed,
For I'll have you know, I'm highly pedigreed."
"Now, hark," said the tomcat with a smile,
“You must trust in your new-found friend for
a while.
You must abandon your backyard fence,
My dear, what you lack is experience."
The joys of iivin he then unfurled
As he told her ta es of the outside world;
And then suggested, with a leering laugh,
A trip for two down the primrose path.
The morning after the night before,
The cat came home at the hour of four,
The innocent look from her face had went,
And in its place was a smile of content.
Two months later the kittens came
To that Persian kitty of pedigreed fame;
They were not Persian—they were black and tan-
And she told them their pa was a travelin' man.
He asked to hold my hand, I seriously objected.
I knew the feeling was grand, but I might not be respected.
He asked me for a hug. l .~«'rimIsly ohjmetcd.
I knew the feeling was snug, but I might not be respected.
Ile uskv-(l me for u kiss, l .-:«-n innsly uhjuclotl.
I know the feeling was l»Ii~.~-;, but I might not bo rn.s'p¢'('iml.
IT WAS MIDNIGHT ON THE OCEAN
-ls» silver ‘threads mmomqmq H
It was midnight on the ocean, not a streetcar was insight;
While the sun was shining brightly, for it had rained all the night.
'Twas a summer's day in Winter, and the rain was snowing fast,
As the barefoot girl with shoes on stood there sitting in the grass.
It was evening and the sunrise was just setting in the west;
And the fishes in the treetops were all cuddled in their nests.
As the wind was bowing bubbles, lightning shot from left to right;
Everything that you could see had been hidden out of sight.
While the organ peeled potatoes, lard was rendered by the choir;
When the sexton rang the dishrag, someone set the church on fire.
"Holy Smokes!” the reacher shouted, as he madly tore his hair,
Now his head resemhles heaven, for there is no parting there.
THE VUL-GAR BCATMAN
How I love mine boatman
My very vu1ger°boatman
He's just a Russian, dfitshin', Prussian,
Russian from the sea. ~
When he comes from the ocean
He smells like Scott's emulsion _
He's got that silky kind of oilskin
What you love to touch.
He calls me his moimaid
I just love to be his slave
His kisses upset me just like the ocean wave
But I still I love mine boatman
My very vulgar boatman«
He's just a Russian, crushin', Prussian,
Russian from the sea.
Mary Ann McCarty
(Tune: Battle llymn of the Republic)
Mary Ann ML-Curly, she went out to dig some clams;
,-Mary Ann McCarty, she went out to dig some clams;
Mary Ann McCarty, she went out to dig some clams,
But she didn't get a single solitary clam. .
All that Mary got was oysters, (three times)
But she didn't get a single solitary clam.
She dug up all the mud there was in San Francisco bay.
Glory, glory, what a helluva time she hadl "
She went to all the parties that the Psi US ever had.
All that Mary got was trench mouthl
AFTER YOU WORE A TULIP
Adam . .
Oh, Adam was the first man before the world began V
The Lord took mud and sand and from them He made man :
But Adam wasn't satisfied. He said, "I want a bride,"
So the Lord took out a rib from Adam's side.
You could tell them from each other by the clothes the other were
He wore tuli a big yellow tulip
n she wore a 1g red rose. -
When they gfew older twas then he grew bolder ”
From her head down to her toes ‘
They started apanic, said "The Lord was some mechanic
when He made you from a rib from my side,
And if I ever want a harem up,
I've got six more ribs to spare Him
And she blushed like a sweet June Bride.
N.B.- - Beforesinging "Oh, Adam", sing one verse of "When you
- -wore a tulip."
OH, WHEN THE MOON SHINES
Oh, when the moon shines, I want to
hold somebody’s hand.
Oh, when the moon shines, I begin
to understand. _,.1 Why all the little bees and all the
little bears never go in threes ; they always go in pairs.
Oh, when the moon shines, I want to
hold somebody's hand.
Why all the little bears and all the
little bees always go in pairs - they
never go in'threes.
YIELD NOT TO TEMPTATTON
geild not to temptation, for flirting is sin,
gme sister will help you, her brother to win.
F Sht manfully onward, dark passions subdue.
Don't run after the boys girls let them run after
We do. They don't. We sitagsb what. Some men
§even Beers With the Wrong Woman
Seven beers with the wrong woman;
We sat at a table for two.
And the first thing I knew, she whispered,
"Honey Boy, I could sure go for vou!"
Then my heart beat a little bit quicker,
- As-I fondled her sweet little hand°
Sig‘ . I swelled up with pride, but oh boy, how she lied!
' I sure was a foulish young man. —
Seven beers with the wrong woman.
She asked me to get up and dance.
Around and around we circled,
I Til I felt for the dough in my pants
when I asked her if she had seen it,
She looked up at me and said "No".
From that day, to me, it's a great mystery
I wonder Just where t did go.
‘. Seven beers with the wrong woman.
Her husband came in after that.
And when he spied us together,
He rushed up and told me to scat.
He took me by the seat of my britches,
And he sure didn't leave any slack.
T'was then I got tossed out the door by the boss,
And he told me to never come back.
Seven beers with the wrong woman.
It left me with only regrets.
And I guess she was only follin',
When she called me her darlin' and pets.
Now I wish that the lord had made Adam,
And had nver made anyone else. '
But there's one thing I know;—-
That the next place place I go,
I'll have fourteen beers by myself.
Dubugue
‘I Oh, Dubuque, oh, Ilzubuquehi .
cll e me s ver
githyyguregregtmaide streets and your Mississippi River
oh, I love you with my heart
And I love you with my liver
Q , Oh Dubuque (tsck tsck)
By the River (stamp feet)
Williams Man Who’: Far, Far Away
Around her hair, she wore a purple ribbon;
She \vore it in the springtime and in the month
of May, |
And if you ask her why she were that ribbon,
She wore it for her Williams man who's far,
far away. -
Far away, far away; far away, far away;
She wore it for her Williams man whds far,
far away.
Around her knee, she wore a purple garter;
She wore it in the springtime, and in the month
of May,
And if you ask her why she wore that garter,
She \\'on! it for her VVilliaius man who's far,
far away.
IN THE QUARTER MASTER CORPS
Oh. it's ale, ale, ale, that makes you feel so hale.
Far away, iar away; far away, far away;
She wore it for her \rVilliams man who's far,
far away.
Around the block, she pushed a baby carriage.
Behind the door her father kept a shotgun.
On the wall she keeps a marriage license.
In the desk, the sheriff keeps a warrant.
And in her heart, she has a secret passion;
She has it for an Amherst man who's not so
far away.
Similarly: llraudy-—dan(ly. Cocoa—lo(;o. Liquid-wicked. ltum——bum. ltye—spry.
Sherry—merry. Vodka—hotka. VVhiskey—frisky. VVine-fine. Bourl>on—burpin’.
Coke—want to choke. Cin—want to sin. Port—want to sport. Mint—want to . — '
squint. Miisca-museatel—feel like llell. Vennouth—makes you so uncouth. *7
lloyal Royal Crowu—-really gets you down. 1’:-psi-gives you apoplexy.
(;h:unpagne—gives you such a pain. ()orn—glad you're born. It's the Ainontillado
that gives me this vibrato. Scoteh—gives your name a blotch.
Mules
(Tune: Auld Lang Sync)
On mules \ve find two legs behind,
and two we find before,
\Ve stand behind before we find é
what the two behind be for.
When were behind the two behind
we find what these be for,
So stand before the two behind,
behind the two before.
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MY GIRL
She goes to Vassar, none can surpass her,
She is the stroke of the varsity erew.
And in my future life, she's gonna be my wife.
Ilow in the world do you know that? She told me so.
My girl's from Tlnnith, thhe talkth like thith,
Thhe taught me how to kith, I love her the,
t, at Z _ And in my future life, etc.
My girl's from Ilolyoke, she taught me how to smoke,
She knows a dirty joke, now I know one too.
My girl's from Radelille, she is a big stiff,
I And she gets sore at me when I tell her so.
My girl's from Wheaton, she takes a l)eatin',
And when she‘s feeling good, I take one too.
My girl s from Skidmore, she is an awful bore,
She never knows the score, boy don't I knowl
' My girls from Middlebury, she is extraordinary,
She's built just like a fairy, three hundred pounds or so.
My girl's from Wellcsley, she always tells me
I'm bats in the belfry, but I love her anyhow.
. My girl's from MIT, she is a travesty,
Girls who go for engineering are not so hot appearing.
My girls from Connecticut, she knows her etiquette, '
She taught me how to pet, now I do it too.
My man's from Yale, he lands in jail,
From drinking too much gin—ger ale.
Advertise
(Tune: Auld Lang Syne)
The fish, it never eaekles 'bout
it's million eggs or so,
The hen is quite a different bird,
one egg—and hear her crow.
The fish we spnrn, but crown the hen,
which leads me to surmise:
Don’t hide your light, but blow your horn,
it pays to advertise.
NORTH AFTER DINNER SONGS
"HOME ON THE QUAD”— words by Joan Javits
Oh, give me a sub
who will scrub out the tub
Give me breakfast in bed on a tray
Give me something to eat -
I'm so sick of puffed wheat '
Old Matt didn't plan it this way.
Home, Home, on the quad
Where the North Tower's closest to God
Nhere seldom is heard
The song of a bird -
Cause the snow always covers the sod.
My rdmmate believes
We have 85 leaves
Haven't seen her since early last May
She's up skiing at Stowe
But there isn't no snow
Old Matt must have planned it this way.
Home, Home in the stacks
Where the seniors are breaking their backs
If your book's on reserve
Dearie, don't lose your nerve
Just swipe it and start to make tracks.
Give me free cigarettes
Give us hundreds of ts
Give us no classes on Saturday
Give Professors more dough
Or I tell you they'll blow
Old Matt didn't plan it this way.
Home, Home on the(Quad
Where the North Tower's closest to God
Where seldom is heard
The song of a bird
Cause the snow always covers the sod.
AT THE BOARDING HOUSE
(Tune: Silver Threads Among the Cold)
At the boarclin house where I stayed, everything was growing old;
Silver hairs among the butter, and the bread was all a—mold.
When the dog died, we had sausage, when the cat died, catnip toa,
But when the landlord diedAI left there, spare;-ibs were too much for mc_
Girls Can Never Change Their Nature
(Tune: Silver Threads Among the Cold)
Ci . n ver ch e their nature; that is quite beyond their reach.
If a girl is born a lemon, she can never be a peach.
But the law of compensation is the one I always preach,
You can always squeeze a lemon, but just try to squeeze a peach.
But you can try!
’Wolves when They're Young
They're wolves when they're young,
And they're wolves when they're old,
So beware of all men because they blow hot, blow cold-
All things that shine
My dear are not gold,
So beware of all men because they blow hot, blow cold.
Now you may work like a maniac
And jump around like a jumping jack
Just to keep your honey from sliding back
And then he flies off with a blonde.
They're wolves when they're young, etc.
Now I said to Jennie Jones the other day
"If a man falls for you just let him lay; '"
And don't you believe a single word they say.
Cause they blow hot, blow cold.
When a man proposes by the garden gate, '
He gets you hot and bothered, then procrastinates,
So honey, just be careful when you're picking out a mate,
They blow hot, blow cold. -
Now you may work like a maniac,:tc.
I would play with fire any old day,
Just as long as I was sure that it was safe to play,
But dammit, the men don't play that way,
They blow hot, blow cold.
All things that shine, etc.
we're marching we're marching our brave little band.
On the right side of Heaven we now take our stand.
we don't chew tobacco because we do think
That them that does chew it is liable to drink.
Down with King Alc ohol, Down all you can.
Ah, Men....Ah women. Ah nuts.
PERSONALITY
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Oh oh when Freddy danced, he had the girls entranced ,-m,
And you can bet it was easy to see * .
He had a well developed Peasscnality _
when Lucy Galpin's hips created an eclipse H »
And Lela's face started to fall .
He came back to Lela xs
_Cagsg,Le1a had the alcohol
ANNAPOLIS 7&9
It I
Got our bags and got our reservations
Got each dime we could afford
with our hearts in wild anticipation
Longed to hear that ‘Ann-a.pgLi_s_ call a
Five oclock, th_at's- when we got up at five o'clock,
' Potsy waitin' up to see us off, countin' every mile
That leads us to our men in blue V ‘ '
Never thought my face could be so pea green
Never thought I'd act like this
with my knees as wobbly as spaghetti
Here we come, Anapolis
We got there, the goys were there to meet us
Took us to a basketball game
Went to the hop-, and home.at~2 oqgdggck ifl
and you can bet that they weren't tame“ ‘fll
Got to our rooms and they were full of people \
4 on the bed and 4 on the floor '
Listened inqand this is what we heard -
Roll over Jack and do it some more “
Chapel that8s where we arrived at ten ‘
‘dish you could have seen our men marching in review...how we love you '9‘
And we still do L
After church we went and got some chow‘ .
Never thought a day could be such bliss
They left us with our hearts upon our sleeves
Fare thee well, Annapolis
NORTH SONG _
Words and Music by Joan Javits
We got it over you
The tower's got a super view
The wings you must admire, they could fly higher,
Cause they've got the spirit, tooo...
North is the very top,
The tower will rock, but never drop,
And if you venture forth you'll wind up at North...
Don't misconstrue it, we do mean Jewett.
Though we don't think you're a total flop,
We've got it over you, we've got it over you.
TEASIN' TEASIN'
(Verse I)
Teasin', Teasin', I was only teasing you,
Teasin', Teasin', just to see what you would do.
(Of course you know that I was)
Teasin', Teasin', just to prove your lone was true
-Don't be angry, ‘cause
I was only, only teasin' you.
DEDICATED TO MISS BLANDING
(To the tune of TEASIN') Verse II
Found ‘er, founde ‘er
Vassar found ‘er when she came to us.
We found ‘er, found er
But we didn't know what name to call ‘er, when we hollered
Found ‘er, found ‘er, I
But Prexy lends us no relief;
If tuition drops or not, she's tops.
And let's just call her our Big Chief.
BLOOD ON THE SADDLE
There's blood on the saddle
And blood on the ground
And there's great big puddles
Of blood all around.
The cowboy lay in it.
All bloody and red .
For his branco dare throwed him
And bashed in his head.
Oh pity the cowboy
All bloody with gore
For he ain't gonna ride
Any branco no more.
BEER THAT PICKLED DEAR OLD DAD
I want a beer
Just like the beer
That pickled dear old dad.
It was a beer, and the only beer
That daddy ever had,
A real old fashioned beer
With lots of foam
It took six men
To carry daddy home.
Oh I want a beer
Just like the beer
That pickled dear old dad.
SLING-A DA INK
Vassar College upon the Hudson,
sling-a da ink and push-a dapen along;
Vassar College upon the Hudson,
sling-a da ink and push—a dapen along.
Sling-a da ink, sling-a da ink and push—a da pen along,
sling-a da ink and push—a da pen along
At Vassar College upon the Hudson,
We sling-a da ink a¥&*push—a da pen along.
ZIP, .Z.LP, ZIP
Goodmorning, Mr. Zip, Zip, Zip ‘ }"‘_Jr.".
With your hair‘: out just as short as mine. “‘
Good morning I:/LI‘. Zip, Zip, Zip, '
You're really looking fine. 3’\'.‘¥"'
Now ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, '5,"
gamels.don‘§h‘ge§iyou£'thegiFatimas must. &.é"')\“
oo morning . p 1p p g - -‘
with your hair out just as,short as mine. « "“],
(If cocaine doesn't get you, then the caffein must) ,.
(If a good man doesn't get you, then a bad man must) ~ "
GOING BACK .
I used to go down to the station 1
Every evening just to watch those pullman trains come rolling in , .
And the one night that great temptation
Got the best of me and led me to a life of sin. }‘/ t
I took my hat and fourteen dollars ’
And I went to all the trouble of this world that always follers '4.‘
When you're rich and huntin? romance
But my hu:1tin' days are over I can tell you that. ,1";
we 2 am 2: at we we
n as e me d i.e to see e own
And I said "Sure that's zfzhat I’m her fer" ”"r’
So he said he'd take me to the hottest spots in town. ,’.._./5
He mentioned things he’s have to fix up ‘
So he took my fourteen dollars but there must have been a mix-up 3-4,}/A
He's been gone since Thursday evening * fjfv
And I got a hunch I".l,3. n-syer ‘see that man no more. ,'«:
when I STOW old and have a grandsozz \\“A/
4 .. J- ' I 2""
I will tell him of my romance and.I ll watch his e./es bulge out
But you can't say I didn-35 W;—;I‘fl_h3-In d P, ne . \,
What would happen if I met up with that 01133’ BUY 0°60 ‘fir’
I'm going back to where I__gomg_ r0I]1 c
ere e moc:in' Bird is s1ng1n' in the lilac bush.
WE MUST BE VIGILANT
AMERICAN PATROL
We must be vigilant! We must
be vigilant! American Patrol
With arms for the navy, ships
for the navy, let this be our
goal.
We must be diligant! We must be
diligant! American Patrol. A
Protect our shore line to the door
line of ev’ry native soul
We need this solidarity or else
divided we will fall;
It means the popularity of peace
and happiness for all. ~
Behind this cause we must keep
rallying, let there be no dilly-
dallying; Keep us free from shilly-
shallying, hark to freedom’s call
0n the land! in the air! on the sea!
ev'rywhere
We must be vigilant! we must be vig-
ilant! American Patrol.
With planes of the army, planes of the
navy, always in control;
We must be digilent! We must be digilant!
American Patrol!
In each direction give protection to
ev’ry native soul.
We must be vigilant! we must be vigilant
by day!
We must be diligent! we must be digilent
by night!
Behind this cause we must keep rallying,
let there be no dilly-dallying.
Keep us free from shilly shallying and
we'll reach our goal.
The American, the American Patrol.
GOT ALONG WITHOUT YOU
Got along without you before I met you
Gonna get along without you now.
Going to find somebody just as good as you
Cause I never loved you anyhow.
You ran around with every girl in town,
You'll never know how much it got me down.
Got along with out ygu, etc
THE LAVENDAR COWBOY
He was only a lavendar cowboy, and the
hairs on his chest were but two. Yet
he wanted to be like the heros, and do
as the he-men-do.
Herbicide and many hair tonics, he
rubbed in both morning and night, but
each time he looked in the mirror, there
were only two hairs in sight. He fought
to save Red Nellie's honor-he cleaned out
an outlaw's nest, and he died with his
sixgwns a-smokin' and only two hairs
on his chest.
Let Her Sleep Under the Bar
'Twas a cold winter's evening, the guests were all leaving,
O'Lear was closing the bar,
When he turned and he said to the lady in red,
"Cet outl You can't stay where you are!"
She shed a sad tear in er bucket of beer
As she thought of the cold night ahead,
When a gentleman dapper step ed out of the—phone booth,
And these were the words that me said.
My ,"Her mother never told her the things a young girl should know,
About the \vays of college men, and howthey come and go (mostly go).
Age has taken her beauty, and sin has left its sad scar,
So remember your mother and sisters, boys, and let her sleep under the bar."
