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Ours went something like this...
Drink beer
Drink beer
Oh come drink beer with me
For I don't give a damn for any old man
That won't drink beer with me
So raise that old blue goblet
With the ZTA on it
And we'll all have another round of cheer
(more beer)
*Don't shoot, I can't remember the last verse. it's one of these two
For its not for knowledge that we came to college but to get drunk while we're here
or
Number 12 on the row and you will always know that the Zetas are drinking tonight
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