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Tuesday, May 06, 2003

[[To the tune of that awful '70s song "Downtown"]]

"B-Plus"

Read all the cases and I made a good outline
At the end I got ~ B-plus
Slept through the classes and I didn't do the reading
But it hurt me not ~ B-plus
They say that there's a curve but I see only one dimension
The grades are all the same no matter what your comprehension
What is the point?

Employers can't really care
If all the transcripts are equal, no grades to compare
It’s a B-plus, I can't complain, with a
B-plus ~ work's done in vain, with a
B-plus ~ firm jobs are waiting for you

(slutty girl sings) Slept with the teacher and he made me a promise
But the grading's blind ~ B-plus
(arrogant guy sings) Stole me a copy of the test in December
What a useless find ~ B-plus
We took the bar-bri courses and we read each book the Coop had
But now we got our grades back and we're all left to feel stupid
What do we do?

You know you can't really care
If all the transcripts are equal, no grades to compare
It’s a B-plus, I can’t complain, with a
B-plus ~ work's done in vain, with a
B-plus ~ law review's waiting for you
(Well, not exactly.)

And if you are a gunner and you study every weekend
And though by finals time you're ready to jump off the deep end
Grades are the same

You know you can't really care
If all the transcripts are equal, no grades to compare
It’s a B-plus, I can't complain, with a
B-plus ~ work’s done in vain, with a
B-plus ~ diploma is waiting for you