The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout Down came the rain and washed the spider out The sun came out and dried up all the rain And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again
Oh, Harvard's run by Wellesley and Welleslsey's run by Yale Yale is run by Vasser and Vasser's run by tail Harvard's full of pretty boys and drunkards go to Penn But far above Cayuga there's a race of hairy men
We are the race (dates) of hairy-chested men Uh hairy-chested men, uh hairy-chested men We are the race of uh hairy-chested men We are from Cornell
If I had a prick of steel and balls of solid brass I'd find a marble statue, and ram it up her ass We'd breed a race of giants, who'd roam throughout the land To swell the glorious chorus of "the Quakers be damned."
Note: Sort of a generic college song. More verses, please? RG