Luyện nghe bài hát A Little More Mascara

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

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

And ankle straps, Maribou, Shalimar
It's socking in my gut, and girdling my rear
'Cause ravishing, sensual, fabulous
Albin is tucked away, and, ZaZa is here
When ev'rything slides down the old again
And my self esteem has begun to drift
I strap on my boobs again
And literally myself a lift
So when it's and when it's bleak
I rouge the other cheek
For I can another day
In satin lingerie
To make disappear
I some rhine stones on my ear
And put my brooches and
And a little more on

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