Isolated, we are castaways

Alone in room 220, all summer days

Were reprimanded by a guy named Scott

Got the grace that replaced a strike we shoulda got

Butchie Whuchie was the song we sang

Da Summer staff, da SEALs, Butch and da gang

Uptown victory with Pop- and da boys

Boca downtown just hearing the noise

Da SEALs were out, da board was gone

Da hooptie was crashed or so says the song

Now summers over in one fact we trust

Morris and Sam-Mac; Geeks or bust

(chorus)

*What will people think when they hear that Sam and Craig are geeks

What will people do since they know that it's true

I don't really care if we are labeled