When I was in the Girl Scouts we sang about the Three Jolly Fishermen who went to Amsterdam. The song was such that you sang it AmsterDAM! Amster amster damn damn damn. When my mother heard the song, she said, in her day, they went to Damascus. Which could then be sung damn damn ass ass cusss cuss cuss! Mother was a very elegant lady with silver gray hair and a propah Bahstonian accent. My how she used to surprise people! She also sang about the biggest aspidistra in the world.