Student (n): a young adult studying at university. Skills include drinking, occasional test-passing, dancing on bar counters, procrastination and sarcasm. Weaknesses include alcohol, loud music, junk food and a tendency to get run over while drunk.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Library Girl (exam remix)

Those of you who have me on Facebook will probably already have seen this. I wrote it in a burst of inspiration while studying in the library during November exams last year. It's to be sung to the tune of Billy Joel's "Piano Man". I dedicate it to exam-writing students everywhere. Especially the Rhodents :D

It's 9 o' clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd rushes in
There's a young man sitting next to me
With a pile of books and a grin
He says "Girl, can you help me with studying?
I'm not really sure how it goes.
My summary's neat and my work is complete
But I seem to have mislaid my notes."

Chorus:
Oh I've studied all year since this started
I haven't missed one tut or class
I don't really care for distinctions
At this point, I just want to pass.

Now Fran over there is a friend of mine
She finished her last one today
She lives in Cape Town but she's hanging around
'Cause her friend is going away
She says "I don't know how I'll survive next year
Without Ella around for some fun
You guys are my mates, and you're all really great
But it won't be the same with her gone."

(Chorus)

Now Caroline's hoping to get firsts
In English she far outstrips me
She's talking to Relz, they're really good pals
And probably will always be.
Tshidi and Lulu are upstairs
I know it will be no surprise
If they both appear while I'm sitting here
'Cause I know they like to socialise (Please excuse the rather odd rhythm here...)

(Chorus)

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
Now I know how the Rhodents get by.
They party like mad 'til it hits exams
Then sit down to work with a sigh.
Now my papers are spread out in front of me
My lap is all covered in notes
I've just realised that I will not survive
If I learn anymore; I'll explode.

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