Thanks, Sorcha.
I'll post it here, 'cause links disappear.

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Song picked up by personnel lucky enogh to have a tour of duty in Germany - either with 444 Squadron in Lahr or 1 Canadian Air Group in Baden-Soligen.

Tune: Ein Prosit (Duh!)

[Upon hearing the first strains of the song, stand and place one foot on your chair, your neighbor, or whatever else is handy.]

Ein prosit, ein prosit, der gemutlichkeit...
[Hoist beer (or drink of your choice) up high.]

Ein prosit, ein prosit, der gemutlichkeit...
[Repeat above]

Eins, Zwei, Drei, G'suffa..
[Upon each count, lower and then raise your beer. At "G'suffa" raise once more and drink!]

[this next part is optional...zicke = "tsickeh" (as in 'eh', not 'ay'), zacka = "tsackah"]

Zicke, zacka, zicke, zacka...hoy, hoy, hoy,
Zicke, zacka, zicke, zacka...hoy, hoy, hoy...

[as an option yell "chimo!" here to end it OR do the extended dance-mix version which continues as follows]

Zicke,Zicke,Zicke (pause) zacka,zacka,zacka,
Zicke (pause) Zicke (pause) zacka (pause) zacka,
Zicke, zacka, zicke, zacka...hoy, hoy, hoy...chimo! Prosit!

[Whew! Confused? Hell, so are we!]
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Well, it sounds like after singing the song thru a couple of times, everyone' so soused they won't notice if you do it wrong.

Genie