We're S A E's my friend
This is a particiption song. All the brothers sing the 'Aye yie yie-yie' part, and
Eric Lanam Back to the Top | My Home PageThe rest of Come Sing to Sigma Alpha Epsilon
She was a virgin in her freshman year
She was a virgin with her conscience clear
She never smoked or drank or necked or pecked
She was the pride of her sorority by heck
And then she met a man from SAE
And she lost her sweet vir-ginity
She did it once (uh!), twice (uh!)
Felt so nice!
With an S-A-E!
We are stud-men and we hang 'em high
We are stud-men and we make 'em cry
We like to smoke and drink and neck 'n peck
We are the prides of our fraternity by heck
And when we get 'em off we'll tell our sons
About the best damn lay in Upsilon (<-- Your *rhyming* province here)
No other province gets it like we do
We'll screw you
We're S-A-E's!
We're SAE's My Friend
Sung to the tune of 'Those Were the Days, My Friend'
We'll be here till the end
We live and die
For our fraternity
We do like beer and drugs
And kinky sex on rugs
And anything
That really gets us off!
We don't like Kappa Sigs
They are disgusting pigs!
The T K E's
Are even worse than that!
The Phi Taus really bite
They make us sick on sight
And we don't care
What anybody thinks!
The lit-tle sisters are great!
Zetas are all jailbait
The Chi Omegas
Are really not that hot
(Not that hot)
But we don't really care
Everyone needs a spare
And we're all glad
'Cause we all get a lot!
So in the years to come
We'll all sip Coke 'n Rum
And dream about
Our years at SAE
All of the girls we had
The ones who all got mad
When they found
The rug burns on their knees!
The Kappa Sigs Find Pledges in Gay Bars
This one bears a little explanation. It is based on the Mexican tune that you
always hear the Mariachis singing (I have no idea what its actual title is).
Anyway, it goes:
Aye yie yie-yie, Blah blah-blah blah blah-blah blah blah-blah (<--Higher note)
one brother volunteers a limerick. At the end of each long line of the limerick,
the brothers all chime in and repeat the last word. At the end of the limerick,
all the brothers chime in with an "Ohhhhhh" or "Ahhhhh" and then it all starts over
with the 'Aye yie yie-yie' part. I'll add an example...
Aye yie yie-yie, The Kappa Sigs find pledges in gay bars.
Once it seems that you've run out of limericks, or are just tired of singing this
This is the first verse that's worse than the next verse,
So waltz me around by my willie!
(**Your limerick of choice here. Like this one...**)
Aye yie yie-yie,...
There once was a fellow named Dave, (Brothers: Dave?!)
Who kept a dead whore in a cave. (Brothers: Cave?!)
You have to admit,
She smelled like shit,
But think of the money he saved!! (Brothers: Ohhhhh!)
song, it ends with:
Aye yie yie-yie, The Kappa Sigs find pledges in gay bars.
That was the last verse, 'cause it can't get much worse,
So waltz me around by my willie!
This one also bears a little explanation. I would guess that as you look this
If I Were a Pretty Little Girl...
over and see it for the first time, it's probably more than a little strange.
Well, I guess it is a bit strange, but, when you're in full chorus, it's a helluva
lot of fun to sing. This is also a participation-type song. The brothers all sing
throughout the song, with only a single brother volunteering the subject of the next
verse. When it's time to end the song, the subject of the verse will be "an SAE".
Here's the song and some suggested verses:
Wheee! Looks real exciting, huh? Well, here are some suggested
If I were a pretty little girl,
and had me lots of money,
I'd marry me a (* Your choice here *) man,
and he'd be good as any!
Well, I'd (* Choice's action here *) him,
and he'd (* Choice's action *) me,
and we'd (* Choice's action *) one another!
Wouldn't we have a helluva time,
(* Choice's action *)ing one another?!
guy types and their actions:
Sooo, This little ditty will end with the brothers just about yelling
A Screen door man, "I'd slam him..."
A Ice cream man, "I'd lick him..."
A Carpenter man, "I'd screw him..."
A Gardener man, "I'd plow him..."
A Kappa Sig, "I'd just look at him..." =^)
An SAE, "I'd [FORNICATE] him..."
The last verse of the song...
See, and you thought we weren't having any fun.
(All the brothers:)
If I were a pretty little girl,
and had me lots of money,
I'd marry me (One guy:) an SAE!,
(All the brothers:) and he'd be better than any!
Well, I'd [FORNICATE] him,
and he'd [FORNICATE] me,
and we'd [FORNICATE] one another!
Wouldn't we have a helluva time,
[FORNICATE]ING one another?!
We Are Great Big Hairy Chested Men
Another simple song. It's quick and fun. When our brothers were in full chorus, we were
invariably in a circle -- which is right where you want to be for this song. We'd start it
all off chanting "Ooh...Ahh...Ooh...Ahh". When the rythm is established, the brothers would
then alternately stand on their tip-toes or squat down, then return to standing, then squat
down or stand on their tip-toes (Up on 'Ooh'. Stand on 'Ahh'. Squat on 'Ooh'. Etc.).
Alternating such that one brother will be squatting while the brothers on either side of him
will be on their tip-toes.
Now, some of the brothers will continue chanting "Ooh!...Ahh!...Ooh!...Ahh!" while the rest
start singing the song:
We are great big (Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
(Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
(Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
We are great big (Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
We are S A Es!
Muscles here and there! <-- (It may help if you point to yourselves here)
Muscles everywhere!
We are great big (Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
(Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
(Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
We are great big (Ooh!) hairy-chested-men!
We are S A Es!
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