"When They're Over" (A Song About Exams)
to the tune of Sugar Ray's "When It's Over" (radio version)
When they're over
That's the time I brush my teeth again
And when they're over
That's the time I change my socks again
And when they're done, done, done, done
Too soon
They start again, start again
Chorus:
All the notes that I had to take
All the outlines I had to make
All the cases I had to know
I throw out the window
All the pens that ran out of ink
All the coffee I didn't drink
And the extra bag of blow*
I throw out the window
I'm failing two
I never opened up the tax code
I'm failing two
I never read the Model Penal Code
I study, but when I take take take take
The test, I fall asleep, fall asleep
Repeat Chorus
My socks were new
But if I changed them I'll be jinxing
My socks were new
And I'm not gonna throw the milk away
I need to, but when I do do do do
I know, it's gonna smell, gonna smell
When they're over
Can I do them over?
Cause if they're over
My degree is over
When they're over
That's the time I eat some food again
All the notes that I had to take
All the outlines I had to make
All the cases I had to know
I throw out the window
All the pens that ran out of ink
All the coffee I didn't drink
And the extra bag of blow
I throw out the window
Repeat Chorus
*I actually had to ask a friend, "Is blow still a synonym for cocaine? And would a bag be the right measure for it?"
to the tune of Sugar Ray's "When It's Over" (radio version)
When they're over
That's the time I brush my teeth again
And when they're over
That's the time I change my socks again
And when they're done, done, done, done
Too soon
They start again, start again
Chorus:
All the notes that I had to take
All the outlines I had to make
All the cases I had to know
I throw out the window
All the pens that ran out of ink
All the coffee I didn't drink
And the extra bag of blow*
I throw out the window
I'm failing two
I never opened up the tax code
I'm failing two
I never read the Model Penal Code
I study, but when I take take take take
The test, I fall asleep, fall asleep
Repeat Chorus
My socks were new
But if I changed them I'll be jinxing
My socks were new
And I'm not gonna throw the milk away
I need to, but when I do do do do
I know, it's gonna smell, gonna smell
When they're over
Can I do them over?
Cause if they're over
My degree is over
When they're over
That's the time I eat some food again
All the notes that I had to take
All the outlines I had to make
All the cases I had to know
I throw out the window
All the pens that ran out of ink
All the coffee I didn't drink
And the extra bag of blow
I throw out the window
Repeat Chorus
*I actually had to ask a friend, "Is blow still a synonym for cocaine? And would a bag be the right measure for it?"
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