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W. Kentucky - Troy State - Tennessee - Auburn - Georgia - Vanderbilt - Florida Atlantic - Florida State
Gator Tom and Gator Sue, SEC and National Champions For You. We've waited 9 months with anticipation, But it all starts today. For the Gator Nation, Western Kentucky's selected, as the First Gator Win. If we don't beat'em by 30, Man, you know that's a sin. Our hopes are high, Ticket prices are higher. It's the price we pay, To keep Urban Meyer.
Gator Tom and Gator Sue, Second week of the season, A party for you. Troy played tough in a loss twas in Fayetteville, But here they come; and hopes have they still. The original Trojans were undone by a horse, These Trojans will fall as the game runs its course. Don't take from your neighbors the old Trojan curse, Troy won't take from the Gators, All their Trojans have burst.
Gator Tome & Gator Sue, I can't stand the Vols, and neither can you. To the Tune of Oh! Susana Phil went to Caifornia, Box of donuts on his knees. Cal hippies ran him off the field, No substitute for speed. Old Phil Fulmer too many calories, You look just like the Michelin man, And you sure can't see your feet. The Vols are here, They've come to play. A win is what they need, But there's a correlation twixt, A lack of teeth and speed. Old Phil Fulmer, don't cry for Tennessee, Rocky Top is done, its histroy, Go have some Krispy Kremes.
Gator Tom & Gator Sue And to all our Gators gone before, We commemorate this toast to you. It's an Orange & Blue extravaganza, A night game in the Swamp. The boys from Auburn have come to town, They're hoping to avoid getting stomped. Last year's dream of an unbeaten skein, Fell short on the Auburn plainns. One poor half and one bad call, C'mon gators... this year let's use our brains. This Tiger team has fallen far, expected to be a contender. But with losses to Bulls & Bulldogs too, Has proven to be a pretender. But nothing would make these Plainsmen's night, Than another claim of Gator's hide. But War Eagles you're playing in our Swamp now, The front of Gator pride. They call themselves Tigers or War Eagle or Plainsmen, Personally, the name thing is confusing as all dickens... But to a Gator who's hungry, Call yourselves whatever... Cause when the jaws clamp down it all tastes like chicken!!!
Gator Tom & Gator Sue Your Favorite game & we're here for you Thanks Piano Man It's one o'clock on a Saturday, The Gator Crowd gathers in. It's time for the toast, yes a toast that's a boast, For it won't be a Georgia Dog win. LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa, La Lah. The Tail Gators have assembled here, They've come from near & far. Gators are drinking imported beer, And the dogs they drink shine from a jar. LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa, La Lah. Sing us a song were the Gator Fans Sing us a song tonight. For we're not in the the mood for a doggy whine, And were gonna make it alright. Well Tonys' a good mixologist, And Kevin is our Gator Queen. And it's fifteen out of seventeen, And sonn it is surely sixteen. LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa, La Lah. The doggies head for the stadium, To forget dog lives for a while. By the end of the third, no dogs will be heard, They're jammed at the exit turnstyles. And the Gators are filled with confidence, And the bulldogs are filled with fear. Tebow and Percy will show en no mercy, What the hell are the dogs doing here? LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa, La Lah. Sing us a song were the Gator Fans Sing us a song tonight. For we're not in the the mood for a doggy whine, And were gonna make it alright.
Gator Tom & Gator Sue, We're down but not out and were here for you. We're not dead yet! It's down to the point of relying on the hogs, cats, or commordores to knock off Tennessee. And, either Auburn or Kentucky have to take out the dogs. First come the commodores, even though we're beat up and our defense is on the critical list. Next we have to beat the old ball coach on the road, at night and on national TV. No part of that scenario favors the Gators. However, if all this happens we can still play for the championship in Atlanta. We're not dead yet. Go Gators
Gator Tom & Gator Sue Nobody else would come, so its FAU. SEC games are over The Noles are Next Week, For this in between game, we inherit the meek. Owl football was born only eight year ago, Schnellenbergers' its daddy, how low can he go. I've heard Pottstown University has a job that is open, Howard sends in his resume, fingers crossed, He's a-hopin? Will Schnellenberger leave mighty F.A.U. Only Howard would leave, To coach at P.U.
Gator Tom & Gator Sue Nuff' said its FSU With an assist from Paul Revere and the Raiders "Cherokee Nation" Took the whole Seminole nation Locked them on a reservation. Spent time playing with themselves, Known as Seminole ....... self determination. Took away our native tongue, No "hey, hey,, hey, yah" for our young. No longer rule the ACC, Got Weatherford and Xavier Lee. FSU people; Seminole tribe. Wimpy men, annoying wives. Once Bobby brought us victory, Now his prostate makes him pee. Ann Bowden is his lovely wife, If she were ine I'd take my life. FSU people, Seminole tribe, Only seven and five bowl qualified. And when the day is done at last, No victory feast, a losers' fast. No celebration and no cheers, Just another trail of tears!