[Verse:] I used to own a vicious looking dog who wouldn't bite I used to know a dangerous looking man who couldn't fight My brother trained wild animals but they were really tame And now I've tasted of a drink that strikes me just the same [Refrain:] Bevo, oh, oh, oh, Bevo You're the grandest imitation that we know You're the only drink that a soldier can pick You taste like lager but you haven't got the kick, oh! Bevo, oh, oh, oh, Bevo Tho' you haven't got a punch up your sleeve-o All the soldiers insist That a Christian Scientist Could easily come staggering home on Bevo
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