The Girl Who Dreams In Ada

Young and tall and wild and randy
The girl who dreams in Ada goes a'hackin'
And as she edits
    Each file she edits
    Goes Argh

Fingers dance the Keyboard Samba
Like lines of code are goin' out of fashion
And each workstation
    On compilation
    Goes Argh

Oh
        how I'd love to employ her
How
        can I trap her exception
We
        need programmers so badly
    But each time that I walk through her C
    It stinks like a sockful of pee

Young and tanned and proud and lonely
The girl who dreams in Ada goes a'hackin'
But though she winningly smiles
    I just cannot see
    What use it would be
    Her bringing to me
    Incontinent C