Hey there Delilah, what's it like in Alpine Village?
At this risk of this only being funny to a few, I decided to share it anyway. But first, let me explain.
Here at Brigham Young University, there is a culture of dating that is unparalleled by anywhere else in the world. I don’t know all the reasons why it is… but it certainly is. And with everybody trying their best to impress that special someone, there are a few patterns that are easily recognizable to the observing bystander. And this is what they are:
- Every girl finds one excuse after another to cook delicious treats or meals for that boy they adore, demonstrating just how domestically fabulous they are.
- Every guy teaches himself just enough guitar to be able to play “Hey there Delilah” and watch that lovely lady just melt into a pile of swooning admiration.
It makes sense right? The most direct pathway to a man’s heart is through his stomach. And nothing says, “I’m sensitive” quite like the line “Times Square can’t shine as bright as you… I swear it’s true.” Now don’t get me wrong, the song is great! And so is free food. But if you are a BYU student and you were planning on pulling one of these stunts, then just forget about it… the novelty has already worn thin.
And that is why this amazing Parody was written (appropriately to the tune of Hey there Delilah). I’ve seen my fair share of these but this one really nailed it. Enjoy!
Hey there Delilah
What's it like in Alpine Village?
I'm only three floors away
But girl, tonight I feel so hungry
Yes I do
J-Dawgs can't cook as good as you
I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the peanuts
I don't have food allergies
I will eat anything you bring us
Like cherry pie,
Chocolate frosty, on the side
and also fries
Oh it's what you cook for me (x4)
What you cook for me
Hey there Delilah
I know dating can be hard
But just believe me, girl
Between your cooking skills and my guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the dates we knew we would
Your food is good
Hey there Delilah
I might ask you out today
Since every cookie makes me think of you
How 'bout just one more plate
I'll eat it all
Even more in love with you I'd fall
I'll eat them all
Oh it's what you cook for me (x4)
The Creamery seems pretty far
But I know your roommates all have cars
Just walk there if you have no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have had your cakes
Delilah I will eat for you
Through your fridge and cupboards too
My gut will never ever be the same
and you're to blame
Hey there Delilah
I am craving some Rice Crispey's
Two more years and we'll be done with school
and you'll be making cookies like you do
We'll be married because of you
I'll eat whenever I want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This cookie's for you
Oh it's what you cook for me (x4)
What you cook for me.
Source: Phaedrus, at the 100 hour board