WARNING: This post may offend anyone who is not a total sexist pig.

The one time I went into the Princeton Pub, I heard the crew singing,

Bob Van Diemen,*
Bob Van Diemen,
Bob Van Diemen is a horse's ass!
His mother is from China,
And she has no vagina.
Bob Van Diemen is a horse's ass!

*Substitute the teammate of your choice. There were various different middle couplets.

This one, "The Freshmen up at Yale", was popular at Princeton on various sports teams:

Oh, the freshmen up at Yale get no tail,
Oh, the freshmen up at Yale get no tail,
To relieve their aggravation they resort to masturbation,
Oh, the freshmen up at Yale get no tail.

Oh, the sophomores up at Yale get no tail, (2x) [Can't remember the sophomores' method of coping]
etc.

Oh, the juniors up at Yale get no tail, (2x)
So half the freshman class has to take it up the ass,
etc.

Oh, the seniors up at Yale, they get tail, (2x)
A glass of gin or Scotch will open any crotch,
etc.

Oh, the professors up at Yale, they get tail, (2x)
When they see a piece of ass, they keep her after class,
etc.

There were also verses about the president and the bulldog (both of whom were sexually fulfilled), and maybe others. The tune, of course, was "If You're Happy and You Know It", or whatever the right name is.