Lyrics: Troy Neilson Music: Danny Elias I'm learnin' O.O.P, but not in C. I'm learnin' O.O.P, but not in C. I'm learnin' O.O.P., in this faculty, in this faculty, in this faculty

Got an assignment to do Trying to avoid the crew Cause we never get any work done Cause we're havin' so much fun Like the rabbit exe And the monkey mini movie So I seek out the secret lab Discover they've replaced the keypad With an ID card swipe Takes a few times to get it right This technique I do rehearse Gain access as the magnets reverse I sit down, try to logon Two times I get my password wrong Third time, I finally get in Checkin' my email, so gotta enter my PIN Opening Netscape, but every time it doth crash So I decide to check the cache. Oh please say it ain't so! Someone was lookin' at some P - oh No! I quickly dispose of the evidence Guy beside me getting suspicious So I decide to leave Before he emails CSD. Guy at the door pullin' with all his force Must have just gained access via his course Cause he's a complete idiot There's a reason for the big red button that says exit You gotta press it!

Can I Get a CS For all of my hackers and faculty members In this building Known as Gillin.

Can I get a Woo Woo For the few brave ladies who chose to Enter CS Cause you we do bless!

Can I Get a CS For all of my hackers and faculty members In this building Known as Gillin.

Can I get a Woo Woo For the few brave ladies who chose to Enter CS Cause you we do bless!

What's that bar The one that stretches real far The one that gives you spaces Sort of forward erases Unless insert is on. Oh yeah! space bar! Remember I, with a yawn At the break of dawn Assignment nearly complete But specifications I don't meet So searchin' cyberspace Tryin to replace My own recursion With a faster version.

It's the S to the R The J to the K Perpetratin' flip flops Throughout this hip-hop.

Now I present to you Jane Fritz, Kinda like a Ritz Not sayin' she's a cracker Just a top of the line instructor Though she lacks sour cream, She remains .... Oh wait, she no longer remains dean a la supreme That'd be Bhavsar And that's where we are.

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