F-R-E-D-D-Y!
Freddy the Freshman, we stand by!
Who's got all the girlies chasing
him around?
Freddy the Freshman, the freshest
kid in town!
Now, who wrecks all the parties,
and turns them upside-down?
Freddy the Freshman, the freshest
kid in town!
He plays the ukulele, he plays the
saxophone,
And the pretty babies just won't
leave him alone!
Who got bounced at Harvard, Princeton,
Yale and Brown?
Freddy the Freshman, the freshest
kid in town!
Alpha! Beta! Gamma! Have a
piece of pie,
Boola! Boola! Boola! The
goose is hanging high.
Alpha! Delta! Skelta! Latin
is the bunk!
Have a cup of coffee! And
let those donuts dunk!
Oh, here's to old Virginia, Ohio
and Purdue,
And here's to you, professor! A
great big kiss for you!
Beta! Theta! Kappa! Let's
pass the cake around,
To Freddy the Freshman, the freshest
kid in town!
Boola, boola, he goes to school-a
Just to foola, he loves to foola,
Sarsaparilla, sinfronella,
He's a swell-a, swell-a fella!
Rah! Rah! Yah-ta-ta! That's his
college yell,
Baggy pants, crazy dance, it's
Freddy; can't you tell?
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