Twas the nite Before the BCS And all through N’Awlins The pits were a smoking The crawfish boilin’ The banners were hung In the Superdome with care Knowing LSU & BAMA Soon would be there The Tigers were nestled All safe in their beds While visions of Shady’s Danced in their heads And Nick with his pitch...fork And Les in his cap Were drawing the game plan No time for a nap When out in the Quarter There arose such a clatter It startled Nick Satan And Les the Mad Hatter A guy yelled “Go Bama” Another “Roll Tide” The Tiger fans Turned from Jekyll to Hyde They shouted in Unison Bama Sucks; Tiger Bait For Bama was the team They all loved to hate Dusk turned to dawn And fans stumbled home In just a few hours They’d all fill the dome The game soon kicked off It was lively and quick Bama scored first Which gladdened St. Nick Les calmly bent down And chewed on some turf He wouldn’t be outcoached By a little red smurf Now Jordan Now Spencer Now Kenny Now O’Dell On Reuben On Russell On Jarvis Give em’ hell To the end of the field And into the zone Let’s go score some points And bring the title home The O started rolling And soon they did score The crowd went wild Mike let out a roar But the Tide seemed to beacon The ghost of the Bear And right before halftime A kick sailed through the air It soared through the uprights Both mighty and true Alabama had 10 To 7 for LSU The bands took the field And put on a show The crowds hit the john They all had to go Meanwhile in the locker Adjustments were made The second half game plan Was carefully laid The second half kickoff Went to the Tide LSU tried to trick em And kicked it onside The Tide did recover And started their drive But the Tiger D stiffened The crowd came alive Between the Freak And the kid named Mingo They were all over the field Like an old lady at Bingo They went back and forth A heavyweight battle The fans got real nervous But Les didn’t rattle Who would you trust A coach who eats grass Or one who looks distressed As if he has gas We should all thank St. nick And bend on our knees It was he who chose Culpepper Instead of Drew Brees The clock ticked down Only 10 seconds to go Bama punted the ball Time to put on a show He weaved through the Tide As if they weren’t there They grasped at his jersey And came up with air He crossed the goal line As the clock ticked to zero Once again number 7 Was the LSU hero The crowd did erupt The journey was through The National Champions The Tigers of LSU And I heard him proclaim Over cheering and taunts Honey Badger gets What Honey Badger wants!