The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends

The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long

So full of bugs and holes
So free and so alone
His hand upon the mouse
His body in his house

The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long

To rise above the pain
To prove them all wrong again
To link this thing at last
The runic scripts are passed

He is exactly where he needs to be
He's Coding on his own

His printout's on the floor
He's printing out some more
The coffee has gone cold
The night is yet not old.

The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long

The boy (the boy, the boy, the boy, the boy, the boy, the boy, the boy)
(Lisp)
(Perl)
(Yo, h4xx0r)
(Oh no you don't, you ain't coding through til morning)
(I thought you said you quit that)
(You told me you was playing quake all night)
(You close that emacs right now, alright? Right now!)
(Where your floor at?)
(My, it's dank in here)
(Honey, you can code here, but don't bother coming to bed tomorrow)
(Your computer is going out the window)
(All your colleagues gonna know tomorrow)
(I'll tell your manager)
(Oh no you don't, you ain't coding through til morning)
(It's over!)

The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long
The boy who couldn't keep his girlfriends
Loved coding, all night long