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Indianapolis Womens Rugby Football Club (IWRFC) THE HOYDENS
OFFICIAL SONGBOOK
.well
sort of Camaraderie, Drinking, and Song are each important parts of
Rugby
..so
learn the damn words!!!!!! I met a whore in the
park........................................................................................2 I used to work in
Chicago.......................................................................................3 Monday is a working day
.......................................................................................4 Pelee Isle 7's
..........................................................................................................5 If I were the marrying
kind.....................................................................................6 The
Titanic.............................................................................................................7 We call on our
captain............................................................................................8
"shoot the boot".....................................................................................................8 Practice who needs
practice?..................................................................................8 You are my
sunshine..............................................................................................9 Follow the band
.....................................................................................................10 The 12 hours of rugby
............................................................................................11 I wish all the fella's
................................................................................................14 Jesus can't
play rugby
...........................................................................................15 Dominiquer............................................................................................................16 Ruggers go where I send
thee.................................................................................18 The Rugger's
Prayer
..............................................................................................21 I'm
a little
teapot....................................................................................................21 Yogi
Bear...............................................................................................................22 2
I Met a Whore in the Park (sung to the tune When Johnny Comes Marching Home)
I met a whore in the park one day Ya ho, ya ho I met a whore in the park one day Ya ho, ya ho I met a whore in the park one day She said hey rugger, you wanna lay
Get in, Get out, quit fuckin'
about Ya ho, ya ho, ya ho
I put my hand upon her toe Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand up on her toe Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her toe She said hey rugger you're
way to low.
Get in, Get out, quit fuckin'
about Ya ho, ya ho, ya ho
I put my hand upon her knee Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her knee Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her knee She said hey rugger you're
kiddin' me
Get in, Get out, quit fuckin'
about Ya ho, ya ho, ya ho
I put my hand upon her thigh Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her thigh Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her thigh She said hey rugger you're
way to shy
Get in, Get out, quit fuckin'
about Ya ho, ya ho, ya ho
I put my hand upon her tit Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her tit Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her tit She said hey rugger your getting it
Get in, Get out, quit fuckin'
about Ya ho, ya ho, ya ho
I put my hand upon her twat Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her twat Ya ho, ya ho I put my hand upon her twat She said hey rugger you hit the spot.
Get in, Get out, quit fuckin'
about Ya ho, ya ho, ya ho
3
I used to work in Chicago (soloists volunteer for each verse by raising their beer and are
chosen by the consensus pointing at them)
I used to work in Chicago, at the old department store I used to work in Chicago, I don't
work there anymore
A women came in for some paper.
Some paper from the store?
Paper she wanted, a ream she got!
Oohh! I don't
work there anymore! I used to work in Chicago, at the old department store I used to work in Chicago, I don't
work there anymore
A women came in for some jewelry.
Some jewelry from the store?
Jewelry she wanted, a pearl necklace she got!
Oohh! I don't
work there anymore!
Other lines.
Carpet she wanted, shagged she got Nails she wanted, screwed she got Translator she wanted, cunning linguist she got Fuck she wanted, fucked she got Helicopter she wanted, my chopper she got KitKat she wanted, four fingers she got Batteries she wanted, Smell's
double d's
she got Pies she wants, crθme filled she got Drawing board she wanted, Spicy's
flat chest she got (this one is bad) Bread she wanted, (name from other team)'s
yeast infection she got 365 condoms, 365 condoms she wanted a good year she had Ruler she wanted, 6 inches she got 4
Monday's
a Working Day. (sung with a leader in call and response)
Monday's
a working day!
Monday's
a working day!
How is your mother? Alright How is your sister? Too tight When was the last time? Last night When is the next time? Tonight Is everybody happy?
You bet your ass we are!! Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do Do-do-do-do-do-do-!!
(spin around here with your beer on
your head
..no
I'm
serious) HERE IS THE ORDER Monday's
a working day! Tuesday's
a finger day! Wednesday's
a smoking day! Thursday's
a fucking day! Friday's
a drinking day! (don't
say anything
..drink
your beer) Saturday is a rugby day! Sunday is the Lord's
day (look angelic and say
.)
AMEN
5
Pelee Isle 7's (sung to the Gilligan's
Island theme song)
Now sit right back and you'll
hear a tale A tale of a rugby team A trip from Indy to Canada With a drunken theme The Hoydens make the long trip every year For Pelee 7's. To deprive ourselves of sleep and put Our livers to the test, our livers to the test The border patrol started getting rough They said rugby teams are banned Now we sign in as handball players who Have rugby balls in hand, have rugby balls in hand Like years before we will perform The usual tournament tricks Like drunkenness The stripper, too A million beers Someone's
girlfriend A police car The procession of a naked woman Hoydens on PELEE ISLAND. 6
If I were the marrying kind (soloists volunteer for each verse by raising their beer and are
chosen by the consensus pointing at them)
If I were a marrying kind I thank the lord I'm
not sir the kind of woman that I would be Would be a rugby ############ Prop sir Why is that sir?
'cause I'd
support a hooker and you'd
support a hooker we'd
all support a hooker together we'd
be alright in the middle of the night supporting hookers together (the next verses change "prop"
with the first line and
"support a hooker"
with the second line) 2nd row sniff butt ALSO
grab crotch scrum half put it in halftime orange get sucked inside center: look for the hole flanker: get off quick shorts: go up your butt mouth guard: get licked
ALSO
get sucked spectator: get to watch eight: hold till you come fullback: get fucked
ALSO
kick balls any forward get stripped spectator on a rainy day come in rubbers spectator on a sunny day come again grounds keeper #1 trim bush grounds keeper #2 do lines boot come in boxes
ALSO
tied up cleats get screwed ball get pumped ALSO
strapped in leather
ALSO
get touched 7 pitch: grow weed ALSO
be hard team from far away: come for hours team on a bus: get off drunk team: get fucked up scrum: go down rulebook: get violated whistle get blown upright I'd
stand erect wing I'd
never get practice jersey come out of the closet
The Titanic (in honor of Sicily and Julie who learned this song
from CJ and used to sing it to us)
When they build the ship Titanic To sail the ocean blue They thought they'd
made a ship Where the water will never come through But the good Lord raised his hand And the ship will never land. It was sad when the great ship went down And it was sad, so sad It was sad when the great ship when down To the bottom of the sea It was sad when the great ship when down They were 30 miles from shore When they heard a mighty roar And the rich refuse to associate with the poor So they put them down below Where they were the first to go It was sad when the great ship went down Then they lowered down their lifeboats To the dark stormy sea And the band started playing Near my Lord to me Husbands and wifes, Little children lost their lives It as sad when the great ship went down. 8
We call on our captain
We call on our captain to sing us a song We call on our captain to sing us a song So sing, you bastard, sing Or show us your ring But we don't
want your ring So sing, you bastard, sing.
Shoot the boot Ask first and last name of individual partaking of the boot.
"shoot
the boot"
is to be sung prior to the shooting.
Smell Green, Smell Green Is a horse's
ass She's
the meanest She sucks a horse's
penis Smell Green is a horse's
ass I won't
drink beer with any old man that won't
drink beer with a rugby fan So drink beer, drink beer motherfucker drink beer. (disclaimer: this song is merely using Smell's
name as an example by no means is it indicating that Smell Green is a horse's
ass)
Practice, who needs practice?
Don't
know much about scrums and mauls Don't
know much about passing balls After half a game I almost die Never manage to make a try But I do know that I like beer And if you give me one then it is clear What a wonderful rugger I could be. Don't
know much about tackling Don't
know much about dummying When the ball has come I'm
sure I'll
miss
'cause I don't
know what a straight line is but I do know how to scream and shout let no one tell me to shut my mouth oh, what a wonderful rugger I could be 9
You are my sunshine
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You never know dear how much I love you Please don't
take my sunshine away. The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed that you were by my side Then I awoke dear, so disillusioned You had gone and so I cried. You are my dildo, my twin speed dildo You make me happy when skies are gray You'll
never know dear how much I love you Please don't
take my batteries away The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed that you were right inside Then I awoke dear, so disillusioned You had gone and so I cried You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You'll
never know dear how much I lover you Please don't
take my sunshine away 10
Follow the Band (soloists volunteer for each verse by raising their beer and are
chosen by the consensus pointing at them)
My lover's
a mason, a mason, a mason A very fine mason is he/she All day he/she lays bricks, he/she lays bricks, he/she lays
bricks And when he/she comes home he/she lays me. Chorus: Singing drink a little bit, fuck a little bit, Follow the band (TOOT TOOT) Follow the band with your beer/tits in your hands. Dance a little bit, fuck a little bit, Follow the band. Follow the band all the way. carpenter: pound nails pounds me baker: kneads dough kneads me skier: jumps humps humps me jockey: rides horses rides me swimmer: swims laps laps me plumber: sucks pipes sucks me piano player: fingers keys fingers me postman: licks stamps licks me taxidermist: stuffs animals stuffs me chef: whips cream whips me 11
The 12 hours of rugby (tune: 12 days of Christmas)
In the first hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Why is my beer mug empty? In the second hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the third hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the fourth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the fifth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the sixth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the seventh hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Why are they whining? * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? 12 In the eighth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Who needs a minute? * Why are they whining? * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the ninth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * When do we eat? * Who needs a minute? * Why are they whining? * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the tenth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Who knocked that on? * When do we eat? * Who needs a minute? * Why are they whining? * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the eleventh hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Where is the beer? * Who knocked that on? * When do we eat? * Who needs a minute? * Why are they whining? * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? 13 In the twelfth hour of rugby, my prop she asked of me: * Why do we do this? * Where is the beer? * Who knocked that on? * When do we eat? * Who needs a minute? * Why are they whining? * Who ate my twinkies? * Why did they kick? * What is the smell? * Why don't
they tackle? * Where are the seconds?, and * Why is my beer mug empty? In the final hour of rugby, my loosehead/tighthead asked of me: * Who knocked that on? * Why did they kick? * Who knocked that on? * Why did they kick? * Who knocked that on? * Why did they kick? * Who knocked that on? (
..continues
until leader signals) And "Why
is my beer mug empty? 14
I wish all the fella's (soloists volunteer for each verse by raising their beer and are
chosen by the consensus pointing at them)
I wish all the fella's
were bells in a tower And I was the chaplain I'm
bang them hour. Hey, Bobbareeba
Hey, Bobbareeba
Fuck me, Bobbareeba
Fuck me, Bobbareeba
Now continue with the below suggestions and after each insert Hey, Bobbareeba
Hey, Bobbareeba
Fuck me, Bobbareeba
Fuck me, Bobbareeba
I wish all the fella's
were light switches on the wall I'd
turn them on and off Until they blew a bulb I wish all the fella's
were carpet on the floor And I was the vacuum I'd
suck them till they were sore I wish all the fella's
were breads, cakes, and pies And I was the baker I'd
get them hot and watch them rise I wish all the fella's
were boards in a pile And I was the hammer I'd
nail till they smiled 15
Jesus can't
play rugby (soloists volunteer for each verse by raising their beer and are
chosen by the consensus pointing at them)
Jesus can't
play rugby because his father is the ref Jesus can't
play rugby because his father is the ref. Jesus saves, Jesus saves, Jesus saves (sprinkle the ruggers with
beer or whatever is in your glass) Free beer for all the ruggers Free beer for all the ruggers Jesus saves, Jesus saves, Jesus saves Continue with Jesus can't
play rugby because
. SUGGESTIONS: His headgear is illegal His father is the coach He only has 12 friends His hands have holes in them He can't
catch the ball 16
Dominiquer (this song is sung as a group pointing at the parts and
gradually getting more intense and loud as the song progresses to the end. If done
right you will barely be able to breathe when it is over)
enjoy.
I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my Dominiquer, my darling, my dear (point to your head) Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my brow sweater, my darling, my dear. Dominiquer, brow sweater, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my eye blinker, my darling, my dear. Dominiquer, brow sweater, eye blinker, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my snot blower my darling my dear. Dominiquer , brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my bull-shitter my darling my dear Dominiquer , brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower,
bull-shitter, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my milk shaker my darling my dear Dominiquer , brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower,
bull-shitter, milk shaker, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my belly acher my darling my dear. Dominiquer, brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower,
bull-shitter, milk shaker, belly acher, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my joy maker my darling my dear. Dominiquer, brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower,
bull-shitter, milk shaker, belly acher, joy maker, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today 17 I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my poop shooter my darling my dear. Dominiquer , brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower,
bull-shitter, milk shaker, belly acher, joy maker, poop shooter, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my knee bender my darling my dear. Dominiquer, brow sweater, eye blinker, snot blower,
bull-shitter, milk shaker, belly acher, joy maker, poop shooter, knee bender, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today I put my hand on my shoulder and what do we have here? This is my shit kicker my darling my dear. Dominiquer, brow sweater, eye blink, snot blower, bull-shitter,
milk-shaker, belly acher, joy maker, poop shooter, knee bender, shit kicker, rah rah!! Das what I learned in my school work today.(hold
this one out as long as you can) TOTAL EXHAUSTION HITS
18
Ruggers Go Where I Send Thee (Old Ball State song)
Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send the one by one One for the little bitty rookie Soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee two by two Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee three by three Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee four by four Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee five by five Five for the five that keep the party alive Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. 19 Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee six by six Six for the six to pick up chicks Five for the five that keep the party alive Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee seven by seven Seven for the seven that went to slim jim heaven Six for the six to pick up chicks Five for the five that keep the party alive Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee eight by eight Eight for the eight to drunk to masturbate Seven for the seven that went to slim jim heaven Six for the six to pick up chicks Five for the five that keep the party alive Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee nine by nine Nine for the nine that snorted a line Eight for the eight to drunk to masturbate Seven for the seven that went to slim jim heaven 20 Six for the six to pick up chicks Five for the five that keep the party alive Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. Ruggers go where I send thee How shall I send thee I shall send thee ten by ten Ten for the ten that did it again Nine for the nine that snorted a line Eight for the eight to drunk to masturbate Seven for the seven that went to slim jim heaven Six for the six to pick up chicks Five for the five that keep the party alive Four for the four to poor to pay the whore Three for the three that drank for free Two for the two too drunk for school Lying in the bathroom; puking in the toilet One for the little bitty rookie soaked in beer and blood stains Drunk, drunk, drunk go home get laid on a Saturday night. 21
The Rugger's
Prayer
Our lager, Which art in barrels, Hallowed be thy drink. Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk), At home as it is in the pub. Give us this day our foamy head, And forgive us our spillages, As we forgive those who spill against us. And lead us not to incarceration, But deliver us from hangovers. For thine is The Beer, The Bitter, and The Lager. For ever and ever. BARMEN.
I'm
a little rugger
I am a little rugger short and stout Here is my titties Here is my twaut When I get all steamed up I love to SHOUT Tip me over and eat me out! 22
Yogi Bear
There's a bear that we all know, yogi, yogi There's a bear that we all know, yogi, yogi bear yogi, yogi bear yogi, yogi bear There's a bear that we all know, yogi, yogi bear Yogi has a best friend, boo boo, boo boo Yogi has a best friend, boo boo, boo boo bear Yogi has a girl friend, Cindy Boo boo is just three feet tall, perfect Cindy doesn't
shave her twat, grizzly Cindy doesn't clean her twat, gummy (or Boo boo's boyfriend has no teeth, gummy) Cindy likes it up the ass, Brown bear Cindy likes is on the fridge, polar Cindy likes is black or white, panda Cindy likes it long and hard, cucum, cucum Cindy likes it long and hard, cucum, cucumbear (or Yogi's dick is long and green, cucum) Cindy hates it up the butt, hard to, hard to Cindy hates it up the butt, hard to, hard to bear OR Cindy hates it up the ass, something, something Cindy hates it up the ass, something she can't bear Cindy likes whips and chains, maso chistic Cindy likes whips and chains, masochistic bear Yogi has a 12 inch cock, Black bear Yogi has an enemy, Ranger, Ranger Yogi has an enemy, Ranger, Ranger SMITH Ranger has a 12 inch cock, liar, liar Ranger has a 12 inch cock, liar, liar SMITH
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