Scottish actor/comic Billy Connolly told a story about when he was a paratrooper in the British Army on Cyprus.
Apparently one of the rites of intoxication was to climb up on a table, drop trousers, clench one end of a long sheet of toilet paper in your butt cheeks, and have someone set fire to the other end. You dance seductively and slow, then all of a sudden frantically and much faster.
Meanwhile all your mates gather about and sing that exotic tune; no words, just “lalala, la, la, lalalalalalala”.
I don’t know what that all means, but it was so goddamn funny the way he told it I almost pissed myself.
Here’s how I learned it:
"All the girls-in-France
take their clothing off and dance,
But the boys don’t care,
'Cause they … " (I forget how that line goes.)