Lyrics:
Hail to thee old ivy league
Poison ivy league
The ra-ra boys are sitting round the table tonight
The ra-ra boys have lots of plans in view
Hail to thee, old ivy league
Poison ivy league
The ra-ra boys are sitting 'round the table tonight
The ra-ra boys have lots of plans in view
me,
So many cats down the scene, honey,
????? hardly see.
Wear ivy league jackets, white buckskin shoes,
I wear ivy league jackets, white buckskin
Forever the first and the finest
Often imitated you know the rest
clpha ladies do it
The best
Cuz I'm a Babe in the Ivy League
Babe in the Ivy
in the gutter
My heart broken in the dorms of the Ivy League
(Oh hell yes)
I'm a nervous wreck
(Oh hell yes)
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once
At least that's the way the story goes
Frankie bought everything for Johnny
From his sports car to his Ivy League clothes
Oh, he was a man alright
Oh,
of tweed
Some say their shirts were button down (The tradition is Ivy League)
[Chorus: ]
We met a chap from Harvard, very slim and pale
The last time
of the ruler
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be grinding in a pile of moolah
Listen up, you motherfuckers
Those ivy league dopes, they want to mock us
can hot-wire your tractor
And plow up your land
Hey baby, I'm a country man
You like the ivy league hum-v tennis sweater type
But girl I'm here
Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts
At least that's the way the story goes
Frankie bought everything for Johnny
From his sports car to his Ivy
Yeah let me tell you how was school for me
A bunch of niggas chasing something that they never be
Ivy League is not for everyone but it was for me
that crazy skin-tight skirt
And that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
that crazy skin-tight skirt
And that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
that crazy skin-tight skirt
And that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
that crazy skin-tight skirt
And that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
that crazy skin-tight skirt and that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
Carry
that crazy skin-tight skirt
And that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
Why can't you see
You're not like me
Because you'll never be
Ivy League
Why can't you see
You're not like me
Because you'll never be
Ivy League
Why
For it proved I was a member of the Ivy League
(It was part of a great intrigue,
For it proved he was a member of the Ivy League)
Then I got a crew
that crazy skin-tight skirt
And that crazy Ivy League shirt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl
Hey, little girl, can I come along?
Who is your champion?
A pork-bellied ivy-league son?
They will laugh, they'll laugh at us
As they watch us shoot ourselves
Obscene fuckin'
Sheaffèr
Am getting to the top yea I believe
Never going back when I was underneath
Everything I do yea Ivy League
Well equipped Armed to the teeth
the pasture
Bosses gettin' madder 'cause he won't pick up the phone
Might not be an Ivy League, Einstein crowd
But when it comes to Friday night, man, we got
I miss you so
The world'd have to turn outside in
For you to ever be mine again
Well now if polar bears wore derbies, and penguins ivy league
If are
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