Part of one we used to sing in school:

We three fools from Sudbury are
Drinking beers and driving our car
Whistling, mooning, yelling, drooling...
Taking things way too far.

Especially when the Hounds were playing the Wolves.
Northern Ontario rivalries, y'know...


By the way, I had a slightly different version of "The Ring Dang Doo" posted above. Ended with the verse:

And now she lays beneath the sod
Her soul, they say, is gone to God
But below, in Hell, when the Devil's blue
He takes a whirl on her Ring Dang Doo.