Weegy,
Seem to remember the second verse went rather like this:
On Monday I rammed the f**cker up her
On Tuesday I rammed the f**cker up her
On Wednesday I confess I rammed the f**cker up her
On Thursday...you guessed it!
As southern UAS shandy-swillers, UGSAS/ELUAS/ADStAUAS (as was - RIP!) didn't feature on our radar much, but the following song about OUAS could be modified I suppose:
Don't bend down when Oxford are around,
Or you'll get a willy up your a**e
They'll keep going, they won't start slowing
Until their knob-ends are red and glowing
They'll hug you, they'll squeeze you,
Do anything to please you,
Until they find a hole that fits,
But we're true fighters,
We're not queer blighters,
Oxford are bum-ban-dits
Or the somewhat reversionary:
Oxford Oxford in the sky
Living proof that **** can fly!
TOTD