Stat-60 lyrics

Artist  : Mc Lars 
Song : Stat-60



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9 o'clock class feels like five, asleep at three,
so sleep deprived. 

STAT-60 satisfies 2C, the math GER, not the one
for me. 

The Central Limit Theorem? Speak English. 

The Sum of Squares? I don't need this. 

But I'm positive, studying hard, gotta pass this,
no holds barred. 

But essay due last Thursday man, Moby Dick I
understand. 

Up 'till five in the library, Meyer Lair, kind of
scary. 

Asleep at eight then up at ten, missed the
lecture can't pretend, 

I get the null hypothesis... on Tuesday's test, I
was dissed. 



CHORUS 

Got STAT-60 on my mind, 

In my notes and in my rhymes. 

Chi-squared values all the time, 

Easy quarter? Not this time. 



Why'd you have to go and make things so
complicated, Professor Thomas? 

Never are the quiz score grades ever inflated,
but you taught this: 

You get involved in radio, work really hard, get
your own show. 

But whoops, you slip, and play a track,
uncensored as matter of fact. 

The FCC gets on your back, the station manager
says it's whack. 

The probability that youÕll loose your show on
90.1? 1.0. 

Let's say that you're late for class, racing down
peddling fast. 

You live in A, class is at B, integrate time and
velocity. 

The probability that you'll crash your bike, 

In White Plaza on the way to Psych, .34 on your
cell phone, .85 if you hit a cone. 



REPEAT CHORUS 



Let's say you meet this hot sophomore, she likes
you, you can't ignore 

X the months that you date, P the probability
that it's great. 

You break up but you still kiss, you're not
discrete it's continuous. 

Late night hook ups nebulous, thin line
friendship no big fuss. 

Weekly sessions on the phone, made the right
choice, you're on your own. 

Good to be single all alone, degrees of freedom
you can't clone. 

But calculate E of X, you're at a party you see
your ex, 

The probability that your heart breaks in 2 

She's with someone new and it's not you. 



REPEAT CHORUS 



S-T-A-T sixty, baby. 

S-T-A-T sixty, baby. 

S-T-A-T sixty, baby. 

S-T-A-T sixty. 



I'm going to pass this class, so... you know.