Luyện nghe bài hát A Little More Mascara

Once again I'm a little by the tired old face that I see
Once again it is time to be someone, anyone other than me
With the rare combination of girlish excitement and restraint
I position my precious assortment of pencils and and paint
So whenever I feel that my place in the world is to crash
I apply one stroke of Mascara to my rather limp upper lash
And I can again, Good God! There's hope again
life is a real bitch again, and my old sense of humor has up, and gone
It's time for the big switch again, I put a more Mascara on
When I count my crow's feet again, and tired of perpetual marathon
I put down the john-seat again, and put a little Mascara on

And ev'rything's dust, bugle beads, ostrich plums
When it's a lash that you look through
'Cause I feel glamorous, elegant, beautiful
The world that I'm at's beautiful too
When my little road has a few bumps
And I need something level to upon
I put on my pumps again
And wham! This ugly is a swan
So when my spirit to sag
I hustle out my highest
And put a little mascara on

And ev'rything's ankle straps, Maribou,
It's worth in my gut, and girdling my rear
'Cause ev'rything's ravishing, sensual,
Albin is tucked away, and, ZaZa is here
When ev'rything down the old tubes again
And when my self esteem has begun to
I on my fake boobs again
And literally give a lift
So when cold and when it's bleak
I rouge the other cheek
For I can face day
In satin lingerie
To depression disappear
I screw some stones on my ear
And put my and tiara
And a little more on

Sparkle dust, bugle
Ankle straps, On! Ankle straps, Maribou
Ostrich plumes,
Ravishing, fabulous, on! Ravishing, fabulous, on