Finals are rapidly approaching, as your test is coming sooner and sooner you begin to worry. At this point in the semester all you really care about is your ability to get your credit and get back home for christmas break. This is a song that implements all of your worries (to the fun tune of 12 days of christmas). Turn on this instrumental of the original song and sing it the college kid way!
On the first day of finals my professor gave to me:
a textbook we hardly read
On the second day of finals my professor gave to me:
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the third day of finals my professor gave to me:
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the fourth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Four examinations,
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the fifth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the sixth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the seventh day of finals my professor gave to me:
Seven stressful days,
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the eighth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Eight failing papers,
Seven stressful studies,
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the ninth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Nine midnight snacks,
Eight failing papers,
Seven stressful studies,
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of teaching,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the tenth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Ten calls to mom,
Nine midnight snacks,
Eight failing papers,
Seven stressful studies,
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of learning,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the eleventh day of finals my professor gave to me:
Eleven weeping sessions,
Ten calls to mom,
Nine midnight snacks,
Eight failing papers,
Seven stressful studies,
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of learning,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read
On the twelfth day of finals my professor gave to me:
Twelve nights of cramming,
Eleven weeping sessions,
Ten calls to mom,
Nine midnight snacks,
Eight failing papers,
Seven stressful studies,
Six weeks of sorrow,
Five- final- dates,
Four examinations,
Three months of learning,
Two thoughts of leaving,
And a textbook we hardly read.
