9 o' clock class feels like five
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asleep at three, so sleep deprived.
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STAT-60 satisfies 2C,
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the math GER, not the one for me.
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The Central Limit Theorem? Speak English.
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The Sum of Squares? I don't need this.
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But I'm positive, studying hard,
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gotta pass this class, no holds barred.
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But essay due last Thursday man,
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Moby Dick I understand.
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Up 'till five in the library,
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Meyer Lair, kind of scary.
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Asleep at eight then up at ten,
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missed the lecture can't pretend,
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I get the null hypothesis...
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on Tuesday's test, I was dissed.
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CHORUS
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Got STAT-60 on my mind,
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Chi-squared values all the time,
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In my notes and in my rhymes.
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Easy quarter? Not this time.
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Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated, Professor Thomas?
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Never are the quiz score grades ever inflated, but you taught this:
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You get involved in radio,
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work really hard, get your own show.
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But whoops, you slip, and play a track,
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uncensored as matter of fact.
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The FCC gets on your back,
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the station manager says it's whack.
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The probability that you'll loose your show on 90.1? 1.0.
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Let's say that you're late for class,
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racing down peddling fast.
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You live in A, class is at B,
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integrate time and velocity.
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The probability that you'll crash your bike,
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In White Plaza on the way to Psych,
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.34 on your cell phone,
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.85 if you hit a cone.
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CHORUS
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Let's say you meet this hot sophomore,
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she likes you, you can't ignore
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X the months that you date,
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P the probability that it's great.
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You break up but you still kiss,
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you're not discrete it's continuous.
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Late night hook ups nebulous,
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thin line friendship, no big fuss.
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Weekly sessions on the phone,
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made the right choice,
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you're on your own.
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Good to be single all alone,
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degrees of freedom you can't clone.
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But calculate E of X,
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you're at a party you see your ex,
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The probability that your heart breaks in 2
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She's with someone new and it's not you.
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CHORUS
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S-T-A-T sixty, baby.
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S-T-A-T sixty, baby.
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S-T-A-T sixty, baby.
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S-T-A-T sixty, baby.
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I'm going to pass this class, so... you know.
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Stat-60
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MC Lars Horris |