Written by Torie, Kate, Simon and Renee.
To be sung to drunkenly played guitar and the tune of Tracy Chapman's "Baby Can I Hold You"

Sorry
We're fucking off next year
Six Bluff Cups and yet
We still can't debate
So forgive us, cos we're useless

Emma
Eyes upon the road
Cars don't drive themselves
You don't get off easily
Ask Jono, or Max

And you can say Cliffy
Take me to the hospital tonight
Stay away from Valentine and mirrors
Oooh with some dettol, you'll be fine

Freshers
They're all Renee can score
Fifth year and still a whore
Pants come down easily
Ask Laura, and Charlie

And you can say Jesse
Who will you be holding tonight?
We can't keep our hands off each other
Ask Kate and Simon
[insert list of hook ups here]
Ooooh we are filthy, but what good times!

I love you
We'll at least score drunkenly
On the dancefloor at KCs
Or upstairs at the Cook
Or the treehouse, or R'totos

And you can say Tui
Twenty dollar special tonight
Cos we got kicked out of the Asian
Oooh I need wontons, I'm full of wine

Claytons
The bus ride of my life
I've lost the will to live
Charlie B's is shithouse
And I'm tired, and hungover

And you can say debsoc
Debsoc will you hold us tonight?
Debsoc can we tell you we love you
Oooh and we'll miss you, but you'll be fine.
And you can say debsoc
Debsoc will you hold us tonight?
Debsoc can we tell you we love you
Oooh and we'll miss you, but you'll be fine.