Utah Man
I am a Utah man, sir and I like to smoke the green.
Our gang it is the poly-ist that you have ever seen.
Our coeds are the fattest and each one’s in love with Star.
Our yell, you hear it ringing through Pioneer park and the bar.
Chorus:
Who am I, sir, a Utah wo-man am I:
A Utah woman, sir, and have been since 04: Ki! Ki!
We like to snuff: we are fake tuff.
We like to scream and cuss.
No other gang of college women dare meet us in the WUSS.
So fill your lungs and warble it out blurt it to the pie in the sky.
We'll nurse for dear old crimson for.....
And when we prom the avenue, all lined up in a row.
And arm in arm and cheek to cheek as down the street we go.
No matter if a freshman green, or in a senior's gown,
The people all admit we are the softest gang in town.
Chorus:
Who am I, sir, a Utah wo-man am I:
A Utah woman, sir, and have been since 04: Ki! Ki!
We like to snuff: we are fake tuff.
We like to scream and cuss.
No other gang of college women dare meet us in the WUSS.
So fill your lungs and warble it out blurt it to the pie in the sky.
We'll knit for dear old crimson for.....
We may not live forever on this jolly good old drum,
But while we do we'll live a life of dreariness and glum.
And when our college days are o'er and night is drawing nigh,
With parting breath we'll sing that song:
Chorus:
Who am I, sir, a Utah wo-man am I:
A Utah woman, sir, and have been since 04: Ki! Ki!
We like to snuff: we are fake tuff.
We like to scream and cuss.
No other gang of college men are allowed to meet us in the WUSS.
So fill your lungs and warble it out blurt it to the pie in the sky.
We'll crochet for dear old crimson for.....
A Utah Man am I!