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These are traditional engineering songs, often sung at events!
Godiva's Horse
I Used To Work At Chicago
Hey Bob
Yogi Bear
The Saskatchewan Song
Godiva's Horse
We are, we are, we are, we are, we are the engineers
We can, we can, we can, we can demolish fourty beers
Drink rum, drink rum, drink rum, drink rum and come along with us
For we don't give a damn for any old man who don't give a damn for us

Godiva was a maiden who through coventry did ride
She went through all the villages to show off her lilly white hide
The most observant villager, an engineer of course
Was the only one who noticed that Godiva rode a horse!

. . . . .
I Used To Work In Chicago
I used to work in Chicago, at the old department store,
I used to work in Chicago, I don’t work there anymore,

A woman came in for a hammer,
A hammer from the store,
A hammer she wanted, nailed she got!
OH!
I don’t work there anymore.

Carpet she wanted, shagged she got!
Nails she wanted, screwed she got!
A rod she wanted, my pole she got!
Meat she wanted, sausage she got
Beef she wanted, porked she got
A camel she wanted, humped she got
A drill she wanted, reamed she got
Jewelry she wanted, a pearl necklace she got
A kit cat she wanted, four fingers she got
Juicy-fruit she wanted, my big red she got
A helicopter she wanted, my chopper she got
A translator she wanted, a cunning linquist she got
A pencil she wanted, pen-iteration she got
Assistance she wanted, my aids she got
Bolts she wanted, my nuts she got
Brass bath tub she wanted, golden shower she got
Butter she wanted, spread she got
Coffee she wanted, my cream she got
Cucumber she wanted, my pickle she got
A dinosaur she wanted, mega soar ass she got
An elevator she wanted, my shaft she got
Fabric she wanted, felt she got
A floppy disk she wanted, my hard drive she got
A glazed doughnut she wanted, cream filled she got
A gun she wanted, banged she got
A jumper she wanted, jumped she got
Lobster she wanted, crabs she got
Liquor she wanted, lick her I did
Lumber she wanted, my wood she got
A needle she wanted, pricked she got
A piano she wanted, my organ she got
Plastic she wanted, rubbers she got
Plumbing she wanted, my pipe she got
A ruler she wanted, 12 inches she got
Sailors she wanted, semen she got
A screen door she wanted, the back door she got
A spring she wanted, boinged she got
T-bone she wanted, my boneless round she got
Velvet she wanted, felt up she got
Eggs she wanted, fertilized she got
Stamps she wanted, licked she got
A light switch she wanted, turned on she got
A Mars bar she wanted, the Hershey highway she got
Nylons she wanted, my hose she got
A lollipop she wanted, licked she got
A horse she wanted, ridden she got
Fucked she wanted, fucked she got
Hey Bob
Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were bells in the tower,
And I was Quasi Modo,
I’d bang ‘em by the hour,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were pies on a shelf,
And I was a baker,
I’d eat ‘em all myself,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were holes in a road,
And I was a dump truck,
I’d fill ‘em with my load,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were bricks in a pile,
And I was a mason,
I’d lay ‘em all in style,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were statues of venus,
Cuz they’d have no arms,
To push away my penis,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were holes in a tree,
And I Was A Squirrel,
I’d fill em with my nuts,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were lines on a highway,
And I was a trucker,
I’d drive ‘em all my way

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were sheep in the grass,
And I was a Shepherd,
I’d shag ‘em up the ass,

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were fish in the sea,
And I was a sperm whale,
I’d save ‘em all for me!

Hey bob a re bob,
Oh pass the whiskey,
I wish that all the ladies,
Were grain in a bin,
And I was an auger,
I’d stick it in and spin!

Yogi Bear
The Yogi Bear Song
I know a bear from Jellystone Park,
Yogi, Yogi,
I know a bear from Jelleystone Park,
Yogi Yogi bear

Yogi has a Girlfriend bear,
Cindy, Cindy
Yogi has a Girlfriend bear,
Cindy Cindy Bear

Cindy likes lingerie,
Teddy, Teddy,
Cindy likes lingerie,
Teddy Teddy Bear

Cindy likes it in the eye,
Panda, Panda,
Cindy likes it in the eye,
Panda Panda Bear

Cindy doesn't use her teeth,
Gummy, Gummy,
Cindy doesn't use her teeth,
Gummy, Gummy Bear

Cindy likes thick and long,
Black Bear, Black Bear,
Cindy likes it big and long,
Black Black Bear

Cindy likes it big and rough,
Grizzly, Grizzly,
Cindy likes it big and rough,
Grizzly Grizzly Bear

Cindy likes it from behind,
Brown Bear, Brown Bear,
Cindy likes it from behind,
Brown Brown Bear

Cindy likes it against the fridge,
Polar, Polar,
Cindy likes it against the fridge,
Polar Polar Bear

Cindy likes it by herself,
Cucum, Cucum,
Cindy likes it by herslef,
Cucum Cucum Bear

Cindy has great big tits,
More then, More than,
Cindy has great big tits,
More than More than I can bear

Cindy likes upside down,
Koala, Koala,
Cindy likes upside down,
Koala Koala Bear

Cindy likes to threesome,
Lucky, Lucky,
Cindy Likes to threesome,
Lucky Lucky Yogi Bear

Cindy likes it on the rag,
Red Bear, Red Bear,
Cindy Likes it on the rag,
Red Red Red Bear

Cindy likes to snuggle after sex
Care Bear, Care Bear,
Cindy likes to snuggle after sex
Care Care Bear
The Saskatchewan Song
Drinkin' age is nineteen
We've all been pissed since we were fourteen
Tossing Pilsner's at the back road signs
Well we're on a booze cruise pissed out of our minds

Saskatchewan is our home
Wheat fields and forty below zero

That's pretty cold

Drive through the mountains past the land of the queers
To the place where we're all drinkin' beers
Got our boots on and we're lookin' for love
It's not a hoodie, it's a fuckin' bunny-hug

Saskatchewan is our home
Wheat fields and sunshine and snow
Who the fuck knows

It don't matter if my truck breaks down
'Cuz I'll get the John Deere and head to town
Everybody's going to the Riders game
It's Go Riders Go, make the mother-fuckers pay

Saskatchewan is our home
Wheat fields and Go Riders Go
Beat the Eskimos
Don't miss field goals

Ninety-mile and hour through a stubble field
I got a firkin' slough no need to yield
Four-wheel drive no common sense
Pop out the other side and right through that fence

Saskatchewan is our home
Wheat fields and if we get stuck
Who gives a fuck
We'll get the John Deere
We've got a fresh case of beer

Saskatchewan is our home
It's my home sweet home