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Joann Deveres
Party 1954

(Hd like to be an ash-man?'^ not any ordinary
dub; with a shovel? pick and a tub*
Can always be an ash-man? A lady calls the of-
fice? say! s " Hurry over right away* ^ ? ^My h
husbands going out of town? 1*11 see yourget
your pay?

Imagine haveng your ashes houled a couple of
times a day

Hoi Hoi I want to be an ashman*

JaekuBeattie

1712 10th* Bay City


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The Birth of a Frenchman:

And^the Lord said unto Moses ^
In a voice that could be heard;
We're going to make a Frenchman,
But we've got to have a turdl
So Moses shit the bed that night
And covered It with straw.
At half-past thaee, the turd awoke
And said: "Comment savat" (How are you?)

Ted Williams

132 B* Knight, Baton Rapids, Mich.

Cameron MacHîllan
East Lansing
May 24, 1955


Myself

CAMPUS FOLKLORE (Cont'd,)

"The^usy Bees"

Bees are oh such busy souls..
They have no time for birth control?
And that is why in times like these.
We have so rnany sons of bees*

^-erald At Kanter
Detroit, Mich.


Dale Tooley
Boulder, Colorado
March, 19^3

Parody on ^Turkey In the Straw" ^^^4
Oh^here was an old lady at the age of sixty-three, ^ ^ ^

She said,^Please sonny won^t you stick it into me,

With your Q.ong-tailed stddebaker,^ asshole-belly-shaker, hi-hè lady-maker,
Hangin' to your knee.

Oh, little Torney Tucker, he cgme from France,

He olayed his fiddle at the fiddle-fuckers dance,

With his long-tailed studebaker, asshole-belly- shaker, hi-ho lady-maker,

Hangin^ to his knee

Oh, a fly flew inùo th^ grocery sbore, . Cû^^^i ^^'^k

He shit on th^ counter and he oissed on the floor,
He farted in the co#fee and he barfed in the tea,
It splashed on the counter, and it got on me

Chorus: Ooy^qn you bastards, come on you whores, oull uo your dresses,
Pull down your drawers.

First lady up and the second lady back, third ladies finger
In the fourth ladies crack.
Sung by the whorehouse sextet

Phil Savage


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Suzanne Post
Ionia, Mich*

Fall, 1952

THE DIRTY BASTARDS
We?re the dirty bastards

Scum of the earth,
Born in a whore house,
Shit on^ spit on kicked

around the universe.
Of all the dirty bastards,
We are the worst,
We?re from tole M. S* C.
The shit spot of the earth.

Margaret Rinehart
36^ Gray Avenue
Webster Groves. ¥ .


.Bonnie LeCronier
H.S.C.

Nov. 19, 19A

(^¥e*re a buneh of bastards^
"The skum of the earth
Born in a whore house
Pissed on
Shit on

Kieked all over the universe

of all the sons-of-bitehes

We are the worst

We hail from H.S.C.

The asshole of the earth*

Marianne 0*Dowd
i^2J3 Raee
Leslie, Hi eh.


Carl Taylor

Owosso

1949

^^^^N^^Hm^VALLBY
Twas down i^^Nehigh Valley,^
Me and my gal Sue,
We ran a floatin' whorehouse,
A god-damned good one too.

We had a whore named Eleanore
She was very rough;

She had a terrible ***snatch^ disease,
And could nefer get enough.

Along came ____ ^—^^
Big, tall, dark, and rich;
He stole away my Eleanore,
That dirty son of a hitch.

Bartender pour me another drink,

And I'll be on my way,

I'll catch that runt,

That stole my c--t,

If it takes till judgement day.

LaMott '.'Bates

Bast Lansing, Michigan


16

COMLEGE FOLKLORE

George Granger
Big Rapids,Mich.

April 23,1933

M.S .0+ Engineer^ Song

Here is a song that was considered standard equipment of M.S.S.
Engineering students when they were out in the field. Mr. Granger, City
Manager of Big Rauids, said that he learned it from M.S.C* Professor
Reid, now retired from the Civil Engineering Dep't., when they were in
the Upper Peninsula.? surveying state forest land in 192$. Reluctantly,
Mr. Granger gave me the words :

Now the, e^in§ers^Jhave. ^air^in J^^, §§5^ '
They pee through leather brithhes
They knock their cocks upon the rocks,
The dirty sons of bitches.

Joan Bond
Grayling, Mich.


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4. THE FRIAR

JTaere was a friar in our home town/
There was a friar of great renown^
"There was a friar^ in our home town^
And%< Hei Fucked a girl from our town.
Fucked a p;irl from our town.
Ha* Ha* Hai
Hoi Hoi Hoi
Horseshiti

That dirty son-of-a-bitchi
Fuck himi


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Edward Charles Pardon, III
East Shaw Hall, MSC
May 3, 1954

Song

^eJL^ßf^-J^he^$.hle.^ the quarter's for the beer.
Too may think I pat it there for you.
Bat yoa're not the kind I want to Screw.

Jack Grenard

1355 Somerset, Grosse Pte.


Tom Flyim
M.S.C.

Oh^gopd-bye to homosexuality June 6, 1954

I have awakened to reality

Ï used to fiddle-faddle, fiddle-faddle with members of the same

My psychological background was really what's to blame

But now the opposite sex is more attractive to me

So good-bye to homosexu

Good-bye to homosexu

Good-bye to homosexuality

Maxine Sterkenburg

3333 Baker, Muskegon Hts


Howard ne Adam
East Lansing, mich.
Dec. 3, 1948

Good-bye to Homosexuality
Good-bye to Homosexuality

The opposite sex holds more attraction for me.

I used to be a fairy, I used to be.

Then I awakened to reality.

I used to diddle daddle

Fiddle Faddle

With members of the same

ny biological background was part^g to blame.
But here's good-bye to Homosexuality.

Elsa Gygax

East Grand Rapids, Michigan


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BB<3 ReHther

East Shaw Hall, MSC

May 3, 19S4

Song

Oh^we sailed the^_^od ^nhi^ . j

My GodI Yon shogld have seenos:
Her masthead was a whorin' bed,
And the mast was an upright penis!

Jaek Grenard

1385 Somerset^ Grosse Pte*


Lida Kidwell Hail
March 1947

(Her name was #race,%she was the best.
That night I put her to the test?
I looked at.her with gay delight.
Lord, I knew she was mine, mine for the night.
She looked so sweat, so pretty, so slim,
The night was dark, the lights were dim,
1 was so excited my heart missed a beat,
For Ï was in for a darn good time.

l*d seen her stripped, I*d seen her bare,

Hd felt over her everywhere,

I got inside her, she screamed with joy,

That was the first night, boy, oh boy,

I got up quickly, quick as I could,

I handled her carefully, I knew she was good.

1 rolled her over, then on her side,

Then on her back I also tried.

She was just one big thrill, best in the land,
That (** Twin Engined Bomber" of the Second Command.^

Phyllis R. Wilkie
N. Lansing Street
St* Johns, Michigan


1954

* Greenland Sam"
Green
^ir Sam wss an outdoor man,
Re Just ripe to ro to his outdoor can
The weather was cold and the air was wet
But poor old Sam just had to set
Had all went well
He would have risen

But to the seat his arse was frlzzen*

They called theplumber

They called the wrecker

They freed his arse

But not his-"----"

Now girls inspect your man

and make sure he isn't

Greenland Sam!fff!

Sandra Randall

349 Division E.Lansing


Clark—Page Twelve ' Sheila, Burns

August 7? 1$^2
Cambridge, Haas*

This song. Sheila claims to have from two datas in Boston in

Have a Good Time

It don't mean a thing when you're eld?

Now 1 know a waitress who was tall and thin;

One night in the bushes ehe scraped her thin.

She went in wit!^ Norwegian and came out with a Finn.

Rave a good time in your prime#

Are you from Boston? (or'whatever city one happens to be in, says ShaU
Have a good time in your prime.

Frank Clark
Baldwin, New Yoak.


Kathleen MeKeown

Chicago

May 22, 1956

Song

How do you do #ohn Smith, how do you do

How do you do John Smith, how do you do

Oh you think your upper class

But your just a horse* s ass

How do you do John Smith, how do you do.

Gretchen Sastreich
Chicago


Bob'Mayer
Sigma MIouae
1953

I Can't Make Ont

Chorua-

I can't make oB.t

No, 1 can*t make ont,

For Diddly, Dilly, Diddly SquaA^

I. want to shout for I can't make out for
Diddly Squat Diddly squat.

1 met gal, she was a wave*

She wasn't flat chested, she concave.

1 met a gal, took her to a dance
I couldn't even get in her pants I

I met a gal., a real fine Icker

If you don't believe me ask Mac , he took her.

Carl Erieke
16100 Warwick
Detroit, Mlchi


Jin Crmimer
Party 1%0

ICAN'TMàKEOUT

(Tune of Doodly Doo)^ ** *^

Chorus

I ean*t make out

No; I can*t make*, out;

For Diddly Squat; DjLddly Squat.

1

1 met a gad.; aha was a. wave.

She waan*t flat chested; she was concave.

2

1 met a gal; took her to a dance*
1 couldn*t even get in her pants^

Jack Beattie
1712 10th St*
Bay City; Mtch*


Howard Larson
Marquette, Hi ch.
July, 1952

STAG SONG

Oh, I gave her inches one, she said darling this is fun,
^Put your belly close to mine!and drive it home; boom, boon*
Oh, I gave her inches two, ehe said darling I'm for you,
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home? boom, boom.
Oh, I gave her inches three, she said darlihg it's for me,
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home; boom, boom.
Oh, I gave her inches four, she aaid,ed,àrl.iAg Ilwant more,
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home; boom, boom.
Oh, I gave her inches five, she said darling it's alive.
Put yourbelly close to mine and drive it home; boom, boom.
Oh? I gave her inches six, she said darling we*re in a fix,
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home; boom, boom.
Oh, I gave her inches seven, she said darling it*s like heaven
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home; boom, boom.
Oh? I gave her inches eight, she said darling it*s too late
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home; boêm, boom.
Oh, I gave her inches nine, she said darling it*s all mine?
Put your belly close to mine and drive it home; boom, boom.
Oh I gave her inches ten, she said darling it's the end,
Put it in your pants and drive me home; boom, boom..

James G. Bahna
Detroit, Mich.


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Ray T. Thomas
Atlanta, Michigan
May^ 1953

DA DA SONG

I found a da-da,\

A great big da-da^

1'found it in the middle of the road.

It was a round one, a great big juicy one,

I picked it up and took it to the fair*

It won the first prize^ second, third, and
fourth prize because it was the only
HORSE TËRD there!

Mary Labb

208 Mercer Street

Durand, Michigan


CF. 'M±ick
îïuâsen, Michigan
Bay 23, 1954

Ballad

ï think it was scarcely nine,
And by some happy fortune her room came next to mine.
Resolved like Bold Columbus new regions to explore^
So I took a snug posL tion by the key hole in the door*
Them she began disrobing, took off her pretty dress,
Likewise her under garments, some fifty more or less*
To tell the truth sincerely 1 think it was a s@ere^
1 couldn*# count correctly through the key hole in the

dooy.

And now before the fire, herllittle feet to warm,

And nothing but a shimmey concealed that lovely ibrip,.

Say*s I "Take off that shlmney I'D ask fa? nothing more,

By God I felt like jumping through that key. hole in the door*

Oh, you dreaming men of science, êon't strain you eager eye,

Agazing at the planets that daily deck the sky.

But nature has more planets than all the world in store,

But a telescope is nothing to that key hole in the door.

Mary Wirick
88 Emmett

Battle Creek, M^ch


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Nancy Matthews

239 Oahhil^BLansing

June, 19S6

COLLEGE SONG

Nancy heard this song from her sister who went to Denlson
University in Granville, Ohio. ^^^^^^*^ school*

1. I*m only a sterilized heiress, a butt for the laughter of rogues

I'm comely and rich and a venemous bitch and my mother ran off
with my tubes.

Chorus

2, Imagine my stark consternation on finding a surgeon's rude hands

Exploring my person (page Amy McPherson!) and then rudely
snatching my glands*

Chorus

3* The cook and the secon-hand ignore me. No longer they use
my door key*

The cook from Samoa has spermatazoa for others, but never for me.
Chorus:

Oh(fie on you medics^ you bastards. Come back with my feminine joys.
Restore my abdomen and make me a woman* I want to go out with the boys*

Nancy Maroniek
Dearborn, Michigan


joe tDavaiûi

M ^ H

1954"*

7

Y y-'^^ph^f] *"'n I,' YlQflrRf,

And nullen nut 3 cime
She said "young man
Your wasting my time.

Ï reached in my Docket
And Dulled out a quarter
She said "young man
I'm a minister's daughter.

I reached in, my Docket
And pulled out a half
End all^she would do
Was stand there and laugh

I reached in my pocket
And, nulled out six bits
All she would do 1 r*
Was wriggle her T---,

Sandra Randall

3^9 Division Lansing


Myself

E+ Lansing, Mich*
circa 1954

COLLEGE SONG

Don't give me no .chit-chat^ when it's lovin that 1 want*
Don't give me no sweet-talk, when all Ï want is zmoochin*
I like convo, I'd go for mo (more).

But I'd rather have you on the flo (floor)J
Don't give me no chit-chat, when it's lovin that I want.

Don't give me no Willys, when it's Caddys that I want*
Don't give me no Jeepster, when all I want is a Ca-dida-li**ac$
I like Jeepsters, I think they're neat,
But I want something with a big back seat!
Don't give me no Willys, when it's Caddys that I want*

Don't give me no coffee, when it's liquor that I want.
Don't give me no java, when all I want is a little hootch*
I like java, I think it's nice,

But I'd like something over ice!
Don't give me no coffee, when it's liquor that I want*

Terry Kay Nance

7923 Jaffery, Chicago, 111*


Anita Boro

' ^ . WISCONSIN FIGHT SONG (new words) . ^

(She was a virginjin her sophomore year ^ ^

She was a virgin with her conscience clear.
She didn't smoke or drink or neck or pet*

' She was the sweetheart of the eampns
Yon can bet.

And then she met
It was the end o

that guy from MSG
*er virginity.
It was so nice? sb nice* so nnful nice
That she even did it iMriee.

Lucy Sweat

Huntington Woods, Hichggan


VI

üat.# on the houaetopa
Cat# en the stilea
Oatg with the gyphilia
Gat with the pilea

Catn with their holeawreathed in amilea
Aa they revel in the joya of masturbation*

New the old rhinoeerua so it seems,

Seldom ever has wet dreams*

Pat when he does it eomes in streams

As he revels in the goys of masturbation*

When you make un in the morning with a belly fall oy. joy
And your wife's in her monthly and your daughter'g é
feeling eoy*

Why, shove it up the ass hole of your oldest boy,
As you revel in the joys of masturbation*

If you make un in the morning with a fine cook atani
And you got a funny feeling in seminary gland.
Then by Jesus^use your hand.
As you revel in the joys of masturbation*

Nanoy Wright

The goyaofH^^


Lester Beltz
701 Club

November 17* 1950

(jJust In the Family Way"

I knew a simple-minded cues whose name was Oswald Potts.

My folks said. Beware of Oswald; how those words I now recall.

Fon? it was Just the other night the cruel blow did fall..

Instead of kissing me last night and jumping in his Ford, you see,

He kissed the Ford good-night and jumped back into me.'

It was in a field of clover that little Ozzie slipped one over;

(He's so absent minded that way.)
My folks thinR I'm as pure as a maiden.
As pure as the fallen snow;

If I had stayed in instead of been stayed in,

Ihey'.,-d never need to knew.

So I'm not in the way of my family,

No* I'm J^st^in the family way.

Little Ozzie forgot to be cautious;
I fear that's why I feel nauseous*
Oh, why can't I learn to say nay?
That man can lie better than he can lay
Cause I'm not in the way of my famfly;
No, I'm just in the family way.

He said that our love was platenic,
And now It's all tonic and no play*
No, I'm not in the way of my family,
I'm' just in the. family way.

Pat Raymond
East Lansing


YellenTstone National Park
Simmer lp$3

IN 0PM PMCES
In open places^ where men are men?
A chicken never waits ^ til she is a hen,.
So don^t be foolish^ for I do vew^
Yon'11 do it sometime^ so why not now?
Rît—'**don^t do it tonight^
The moon is shining bright^
Bie little stars are twinkling in the shy^
Someone is watching^ watching yon and 1^
So let^s go ^ronM the comer,
And get a bit on the sly*

Carol Holmes

220-^th St*% StaAangh^. M.eh*


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V

The Jolly Tinker

^ ^

0h,^ there was a jolly tinker.^

From the Southern part of France,
And he knew how to sing, and he knew hew to dance

With his^long John-didly walker )

Belly smaahlni kidney cracker,

Lokkin' for a scrimmagei below the belly hgnd*

Oh, the queen was comin' home
From a shin-dig ball
When she spied a tinker urinating,
On the garden wall

Said the tinker to the queen
^ Have you anything to mend,
Have you any little holes;
That a tinker night attend

Said the queen to the tinker
" Yes, I have a thing to mend
Yea, I have a little hole,
That the tinker might attend

Oh, he fucked her in the parlor
And he fucked her in the stairs*
He'd have fucked her in the air

Oh, he funked her in the parlor
And he fueked her in the hall*
Hy. Gad Cried the chamber maid
He's gonna fuck us: all

Oh. Mother Oh Mother
I thought that he able
But he slit my vagina fron
My asshole to my nawel*

Ohl Daughter Oh. Daughter
You Goddam fool
You've been shrewd by a fool
With a tool like a mule

Chorus

Nancy Wright


Hi ho nafoußeljr: th( harlrt of Jerusalem

Hi ho Kafoezalinn, the daughter of a rabbi
Kafoozalnm plied a trade of ill repute
In fact she was a prostitute


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(New song - not same as above) <^or(<^ S^<33*^^

It's not that she shouldn't 6^^^ L^st^q

It* s not that she wouldn^t f\ J

It's not that she couldnlt ") 7

It*s just because '

shei s the laziest gal in town. ^^(^^o^j


Lester Beltz
701 Club

November 17* 1950

I got a beau, his name is Jim;

He loves me and I love him.

But he gays I'm too slim,

And that means I'm too slow*

I let him rant, Ï let him rave,

I let him muss my permanent waye;

But when he says we're going to misbehave.

That'a when I say no.

But kinda weak-like, you knew me.

It's not cause I shouldn't,

And it's not cause I wouldn't,

Lord knows, it's not cause I couldn't;

It's cause I'm the laziest gal in town.

They call me Grannie because I stay home,
And I sit on my Francis

Just letting them think I'm the laziest gal in town.

Some gals treasure a wild moment's pleasure,
But I'm holding out for damn' good measure?,
Just letting them think I'm the laziest gal in town.

Spoken:

Âm I bragging, ladles, am I bragging?

Many's the time I've been willing to take

Some young man who's out on the make,

But I've yet to find one who could break me down.


Spoken:

Oh, pardon me, I didn't see you--—1 meant way down!

Life is a bubble, but who wants to go to all of the trouble to

browse around;
That's why T ain't getting much lately;
I'm just letting them think I'm the laziest gal in town*

Pat Raymond
East Lansing


Dr* J 0 Hovia

Highland Park., Michigan

April 25, 1953

Bollage songs Of 1928

Haggie*s Drawers
* They were baggy at the knees

A d the crotch was full of cheese
^ They were buttoned at the top

Fer a Dollar they would drop
j They were blue, white and pink

Jesus Christ^-how they did stink

^They were red, yellow and pink

A^d that is why they stink
Chorus

Oh those(dirty old red drwaers that Maggie ware) -


-9 Bowie MacMillen

E+ Lansing, Mich,
Nov. 10, 1954

Marianna

I love you, MariannpJ^ and 1 want you for my wife.
Just give me some of that (clap hands three times) and
1*11 love you the rest of my life.

G& *way , you nasty soldier. Why do you treat me so?
I gave you some of that (clap hands three times) just
fifteen minutes ago*

So,^roll Jordan, roll.) Roll, Jordan, roll.

Chorus:

Now sister, youlve been called upon^for some of that stuff
youlre sitting on*

Therets a man in the house with a(clap hands three times) so
roll Jordan roll*

Janice Rlkins

511 N. Perry, Pontiac, Mich.


Richard Lurie
MSU

June 3 3 1?^

(3)

I LOVE YOU HARIANES

I love yon Marianna,

And ^ want you to be my wife*

Se give me some of that (knéck, knock, knock)

To last me the rest of my life.

Ge away yon nasty soldier,
Why do yonttreat me so,

1 gave yon some of that (knock, knock, knock)
Juë,^ 1$ minutes, ago.

Sister youtve been called upon,
? or some of that stuff.,
Teuere sitting on.

There*s a man in the house with a big (knock, knocg, knock)
So roll Jordan,^oll.

chorus:

So roll Jordan , roll.
Boll Jordan,roll.

R. Do3a Gerhardt

2023 Glendale — Flint




XIII

Peggy O'Neil was a girl you eould feel

from the top of her head to her toes

And she thought it was grand to have a young man

play where her pubio hair grows*

Now we were sitting on the grass
me and Peggy O'Neil
I; stuck my finger up her ass
Sweet Peggy O'Neil*

She said I'm not goosy go round to the front
Se I lifted her dress while I played with her eunt
But yet I can't thank her. She gave me a ohanore*
That dirty biteh Peggy O'Neil* Ira Lai

Naney Wright


Source: Bill Mercer
B* Lansing
Mayy 1956

COLLEGE. S ONG

Pretty Little Girl

1st ver^e %^

/ I wish 1 was a pretty little girl\and I had iotssof money,

1 would Dirrry a plumb er^s son, he*d be good as an y*

Ho would pump an d 11 would pump an d we would pump togethùt?*

Oh what fun we would have pumping one another*

End verse

1 wish 1 was a pretty little girl -an d 1 had lots of money,
1 would marry a carpen ter* s son, he*d b a good as any* .
He would pound and 1 would poun d and we would pound together!
Oh what fun we would have pounding one another*

3rd verse

1 wish 1 was a pretty little girl and 1 had lots of money*.
I would marry a bri&klayer*s son, h#*d 'be good as any*
He would lay and I would lay and we would lay together*
Oh what fun we would have laying^ onecanother*
4th verse

I wis h I was a pretty little girl and 1 had lots of money*
Ï would marry a driller*s son, he*d be good as any*
He would drill and 1 would drill and we would, drill together*
Qh what fun we would havecdrilling one another*
5th verse

I wis h 1 was a pretty little girl and 1 had lots of money,
1 would marry a soldier*s son, He*d be good as any*
He would bang and 1 would bang and we would bang together*
Qh what fun we would have banging one anèther*

Virginia Bradway
19141 Montrose
9. Detroit* Michigan


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Northwestern U*
1944

ROSIË

^ saw the sunshine through Rosie,^)
Right through her transparent gown.
I saw her beautiful hosiery,
I followed her all,around.
She had a shape like a grapevine;
I acted just like a clown*
But all my gladness,
Was turned into sadness,
When the sun went down*

Marlbelle Horn
Wellington, Ohio


Beverly Snyder
25OI Ave. A
flint? Michigan

"A LITTLE RUSSIAN DITTY"

Shit - on *-'ya,y
Shit - en - ya?

In Russian? it means I love you,

If I had my way*** *

I^d shit - on - ya all day,

Shit - en - ya

Shit - on-ya

Shit - on —^ya+

2. Poop - on - ya
3* Spit** on-ya.
4* Fart - on^ya
5* Piss- on-ya
6^ - Barf en - ya

Sally Murphy
1301 Lyon Street
Flint 3, Michigan

/6,


VII

Some Folks Thimk

1

^^^^^ ^ ^

'Cause I fucked a virgin maid with/my old organ grMer*

I laid her ass aoross a stump
Took a hop, a skin, a jump.

Missed her ass, and split the stump with my old organ grinder

Laid her on her mother's bed
Showed it elean up to her head*

Funked her their til she was dead with my old organ grinder*

Followed her out to the buryin' ground*
Just to have' another round*

Fueked her as they lowered her down with my old organ grinder

Now some folks think th^t I'm a knave*
gome folks think I oan't behave,

Cause I jerked off on her grawe with my old organ grinder*

Naney Wright


uoiiege ijore

Mary Lou.; Shannessy
Muskegon, Mich*
August^ 1947

SKIRTS

Ibis is another popular college son^ do^n
on the University of Dakota campus.

Oh^ skirts^ I love those skirts
They're the big attraction to me.
Repeab thac verse.

Way dorn to your ankles and up to you kne^s

. And way up to your (whistle)

Andalong eirmes a breezes

Repeat first verse (Oh, skirts)

Now Eve wore the first skirt a fig leaf%you knowp

But she wore a hell of alot more than a hell of
alot of girls I know.

Repeat first verse* (Oh^ skirts)

Now poor old Eve the mother of us all--

She wore the first skirt--a fig leaf that^s all*

And poor old Adam backed up agains the wall

Said there*11 be somethin' doinl when the leaves be^in to fall
Repeat first.verse (Oh skirts)

41ice Ball


<*^#'*y*" Warren Sisman

My house
Fall 1954

College Folklore

Susannas a lady with plenty of class.

Who knocked them all dead when she wiggled her

Byes at the fellows as girls sometimes do

To make it quite clear she wanted to

Go for a ride or a stroll on the dock

With any young man with a sizable

Role of big bills and pretty good front

And if he talked fast she would show him her

Little pet dog who was subject to fits

And maybe she'd let him take hold of her

Hand with a movement so quick

Why she'd reach right over and tickle his

Chin while she sang of the Mandlay shore

For whatever she was Susan was no bore.

Joal Hess
700 Seward
Detroit^ Mi


David Fowler
Cadillac, Michigan
Bay 7, 1%^

College Folklore

SUZANNE

^^^^^^^^^^

Suzanne was a girl with plenty of class

Hho would knock them all dead when she wiggled her

Eyes at the fellows as girls sometines do
To make it quite plain when she wanted to

Take in a movie or go for a sail

And then hurry home for a nice piece of

Ice cream and cake or a slice of roast duck
And after each meal she was ready to

Go for a ride or a stroll on the d^k
With any young man with a sizeable

Roll of big bills and a pretty good front
And if he talked fast she would show him her

Little pet dog who was subject to fits
And maybe she*d let him take hold of her

Little white hands with a movement so quick
Why, s'he*d reach right over and tickle his

Chin while she showed him a trick learned in France
And ask the poor fellow to take off^his

Coat while she sang of the Mandalay shore
For whatever she was, Susanne was no bore

Donna - McB^ll

White Pigeon, Richi^n

6


36

Maiy-Rouae -
Lansing, Mich.
October 17, 1%2

S^JEET VIOLETS

Our baby was eating peaches,
We thought she swallowed a pit,

But when we examined her diaper,
It was covered all over with

Sweet violets, sweeter than all the roses,
Covered all over from head to foot,
Covered all over with snow.)

Note: About a year ago, there was a popular song by this same name*
It employed the same technique of going on to the next line of the
song without singing the word expected to rhyme with the previous
lines. It did not, however, give aay implications of common slang
words.

Jean Kalmbach
Lansing, Mich.


Margery Peters ;
So. Campbell Dorm*
April 25,1948

COLLEGE SONG

My sister went out in the garden,

She went in the garden to sit, sit, siu,

And when we looked out in the garden,
The ground was all covered with

CHORUS

My baby, she swollowed a cherry,

She died from having a fit,
And while examining the diapers,

My fingers were covered with

CHORUS

My uncle went up in an airplane,

The strapped him down in the pit,
--'And when he walked out of the airplane,
The cabin was covered with

CHORUS

My sister, she married a sailor,

Thatfellow was really a wit,
But when he'd come home in the evening,

His pants were all covered with

CHORUS

And now that my story is ended,

I make my sudden ex-it,
I f someone didn't like my story,

They can shower me with a bouquet of

CHORUS

Sw^et violets, sweeter than all the roses,
Covered all over from head to foot (toe)
Covered all over with sh....now.

Susan Smith
Chicago, Illinois


Lester Seltz
701 Club

November 17, 1950

jWhBn You Can't Find a Place To Do It"

First you get the girl, that's quite essential;
Then you get the urge to get residential*
You're on the verge of getting confidential,—
But^you can't find a place to do it.^

You call all your friends who are quite amusing;
Soon you'll find your apartment they're abusing.
Three's a crowd, but four's confusing-—-
When you can't find a place to do it!

You have three drinks at your favorite bar;
You take her cut riding in your brand new car;
But when you try to show her what a man you are----
You can't find a place to do it.

You've covered the ground like a soothing lotion;
You've convinced her of your undying devotion;
You've even got her to second the motion-—-
But you can't find a place to do it!

You take her out motor-boating, and while you're floating,

Looking for a place you can't be seen,

She's hesitating, But you don't mind waiting

Cause you know that the red will turn to green.

So you take her home, and you start the big plea,

And that's what happens to you and to me--—

When you can't find a place to do it!

Pat Raymond ;

Bast Lansing


Steve Jeffery
Skokie, Illinois
April 9*19^

Would Yen

^ If in this world there were but two ^
And everything was good and true,
And you were sure nobody knew
Would Yon?

And if you dreamed of pajamas blue,
And muscled arms encircling you.
And if you woke and found it true
Would You?

And if the moon were high and bright,
And I could stay with you tonight
And if I turned off every light
Would YOu?

And if we lay their face to face.
With nothing between us-but silk and lace
And if you knew that all was safe

Would You?

Say good night

Bruce Werth
11^6 Harrison
Hollywood, Florida


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