Freshie
Extra Choruses
2.
Why do they all pick on Freshie?
If he’s got brains, you’ve got brains
And every other dumb-bell
There’s not a soul like a Freshie_
To him a head is a place_
Just to hold a face_
They strike him and spike him_
But when he grins right back you have to like him
You can’t hurt a guy that’s a Freshie_
Because you can’t render pain_
No place there is no brain.
3.
Why do they all pick on Freshie?
He’s such a wild reckless child_
He doesn’t fear the ladies_
That’s why they all pick on Freshie_
He’ll take a spiel or whirl
With anybody’s girl_
They flay him__ near slay him
That night he’ll take that same girl cabareting_
So that’s why they all pick on Freshie_
Because he’s young, dumb and tough_
And really knows his stuff.
4.
Why do they all envy Freshie?
For he’s a jay who makes hay
While the sun is shining
Why do they all envy Freshie?
What certain charm does he hold
That knocks the ladies cold_
Heart mender__ or spender_
Or with the girls perhaps he’s very tender_
Now what do they see on this Freshie_
That makes the girls heave a sigh
And try their best to die.
5.
Oh what a bonehead is Freshie_
He’s got a mind like the hind_
Leg of a mountain burro_
Oh what a dumb-bell is Freshie
He takes a girl in his car
And doesn’t take her far_
He meets her and greets her_
And if she won’t get out and walk he treats her_
Oh Boy__ what a cheesecake is Freshie_
He makes it bad, very bad_
For every college lad.
6.
Why do they all lay for Freshie?
If I told you, you’d turn blue
And green and pink and yellow_
Why do they all lay for Freshie?
Well first of all, like a dunce_
He won't stay put for once_
He strays out and stays out
And goes in places no one dares to gaze out
Now why do we all lay for Freshie?
Because he knows__ so we think
A place to get a drink.
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