I'm trying to recall a song I learned at Yale. The part I remember goes roughly thusly:
Mildred, Maude and Mabel Were sitting at a table
Down at the Taft Hotel
Working on a plan to Catch themselves a man to
Satisfy their minds a spell.
For twenty years and then some They'd been showin' men some
Tricks that made their motors fail,
But though they'd all had squeezes From lots of PhD'ses
They're saving themselves for Yale.
Hail, hail, hail to the boys down at Yale... etc.
Who wrote it, when, etc. as well as the rest of the lyrics. Now, don't ask me why I'm trying to remember such a piece of tripe. I'm not sure I could come up with an excuse. But I know it was triggered by running into the Whiffenpoof Song in the Digitrad.