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We always sang this one to piss off the non regs, the only time we ever sang it.

Napalm sticks to little children
All the children of the world
Red and yellow black and white
they all explode when they ignite
Napalm stick to little kids!

[This message has been edited by Carl Hungus (edited 4/20/2009 1:09p).]

basic training one sounded diff. they weren't nearly as biased there.

Of course we can't forget our outfits' "Guidon" jodies:

Guidon, guidon, hold it high
Show the world who's a-passin' on by

Everywhere we go-o
People want to know-o
Who the hell we ah-are
Soooo we tell them

Oh we're the ones from T-bird 3 you heard so much about!
Mothers lock their daughters up whenever we go out!
People say we're crazy for the crazy things we do!
We're the ones from T-Bird 3! Who the hell are you!?

T! Bird 3! (A little softer now) T. Bird 3. (Rock the quad now!) T! BIRD 3!

You can have your Delta Zetas
You can keep your Tri Delts too
For I have a brand new college girl
To introduce to you

She's been to all the parties
With frat rats and CTs
You can keep your sorority bit_hes
Cause the Quad Queen is for me

Now, if you invite her to yell pratice
A rumor, it's been said
That when the evening's over
You can take her straight to bed

Before you even get there
You know the result, of course
She'll throw you down, saddle you up
And ride you like a horse.

[This message has been edited by Rebel-E91 (edited 4/20/2009 2:02p).]

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

I have two favorites:

Down by the river
Took a little walk
Ran into '08 (or year above you)
Had a little talk

We pushed 'em
We shoved 'em
We threw 'em in the river
Watched as they drowned

We don't need '08 hangin' around.


The second one:

Dress it up and cover down
Oh way oh way
Dress it up and cover down
Ay ay, dress it up and cover down
40 inches all around
Oh way oh way, oh wah
Gimmie your left your right your left
Gimmie your left your right your left

I got a girl she's nine feet tall
Oh way oh way
I got a girl she's nine feet tall
Ay ay, I got a girl she's nine feet tall
Sits in the kitchen with her feet up on the wall
Oh way oh way, oh wah
Gimmie your left your right your left
Gimmie your left your right your left

Casey Jones was a son of a b****
Drove his train in a 40 foot ditch
Came up swing with he d*** in his hand
Swore up and down he's a f***ing man

Lined 100 b****es up against the wall
Swore up and down that he'd f*** 'em all
F***ed 98 till his ba**s turned blue
Backed of j***ed off, f***ed the other 2

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Oh we're the ones from T-bird 3 you never hear about!

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Mothers lock their sodas up whenever we go out!

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People say we're boring for the boring things we do!

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We're the girls from T-Bird 3! Where'd you hide the food!

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born in a briar patch

Someone needs to publish a book with these jodies.

Oh isn't it fresh.
The smell of charred flesh.
Napalm sure does the job,
Wiping out commie slobs.
Dragging their bodies back home.

Oh isn't it fine.
When he steps on a mine.
Leaving two bloody stumps,
Where a whole man was once.
Dragging their bodies back home.

Oh his mother will cry.
When she learns how he died.
Bayonet in the heart,
Ripping his chest apart.
Dragging their bodies back home.

(In memory of Don Bracket '83, senior Fish Drill Team Advisor, and Pisshead FDT Advisor Rick Davis '85, for the Fightin' Texas Aggie Fish Drill Team, Class of 1986!)

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Back in 1944
The Texas Aggies went to war

The T-sips stayed with the women and the wine
10,000 miles behind the lines

T-Sips T-Sips don't be blue
Tinkerbell was a fairy too

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Wasn't there one that said some about 1944 and the Aggies winning the war, while in 1943 the Horns stayed in Austin sipping tea?

Something along those lines?

Jodie Foster in Contact because you see her boobs.

Boom! Best Jodie.



EOT

Gary Owen, Gary Owen, Gary Owen
In the valley of Montana all alone
There are better days to be
In the seventh cavalry
When we charge again For dear old Gary Owen.

I can hear those Sioux bucks singing, Sgt. Flynn
I can hear those tom-toms ringing, Sgt. Flynn
I can hear those Sioux bucks singing,
I can here those tom-toms ringing,
But they don't yet know the tune to Gary Owen.

It's first call I hear it sounding, Sgt. Flynn
And it sounds like taps a-rounding, Sgt. Flynn
Oh me lads, here's something fancy
Take a break, it's Private Clancy
And you'll feel better when he strikes up Gary Owen

For it's Boots and Saddles sounding, Sgt. Flynn
Along the line the men are bounding, Sgt. Flynn
So let' saddle-up and fall in
For the trumpets are callin'
And the band is tuning up for Gary Owen.

For it's forward we're advancing, Sgt. Flynn
And the breeze guides are a-lancing, Sgt. Flynn
Walk, trot, gallop, charge by thunder,
We will ride those cut throats under.
Drive your sabers to the hilt for Gary Owen.

We are ambushed and surrounded, Sgt. Flynn
Yet recall has not been sounded, Sgt. Flynn
Gather round me and we'll rally
Make one last stand in the valley
For the Seventh Regiment and Gary Owen.

You are cut, and scalped, and battered, Sgt. Flynn
All your men are dead and scattered, Sgt. Flynn
I will make your bed tomorrow
With my head bowed down in sorrow.
O'er your grave, I'll whistle Taps And Gary Owen.