Luyện nghe bài hát A Little More Mascara

Once again I'm a little depressed by the tired old face I see
Once it is time to be someone, who's anyone other than me
With the rare combination of girlish and manly restraint
I position my precious of pencils and powders and paint
So I feel that my place in the world is beginning to crash
I apply one great stroke of Mascara to my rather upper lash
And I can cope again, Good God! hope again
When life is a real bitch again, and my old sense of has up, and gone
It's time for the big switch again, I put a little 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 more on

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

And ev'rything's ankle straps, Maribou,
It's worth socking in my gut, and girdling my
'Cause ravishing, sensual, fabulous
When Albin is tucked away, and, is here
ev'rything slides down the old tubes again
And when my self has begun to drift
I strap on my boobs again
And literally give myself a
So when it's cold and when it's
I simply rouge the other
For I can another day
In slipper satin
To make depression
I screw some stones on my ear
And put my and tiara
And a more mascara on

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