Luyện nghe bài hát Camarillo Brillo

She had
Camarillo
out along her head,
I mean her bean-o
By where some had made it red

She ruled the of the Short Forest
And every newt in
And cricket who had chorused
By the bush in

She she was
A Mama
And she throw a mean Tarot
And carried on a comma
That she was I should know

She had a for a pet
And an
And she was breeding a
But she done yet
She had skin
A doll a pin
I her she was awright
But I come in
(I couldn't come in then . . . )

And so she
Trough the
Just like a shadow the tomb
She said her was four-way
An' I'd love it in her room

Well, I was
To adventure
So I followed up the steps
Right past her fuming stencher
To where she hung her

She away
Her rancid
An' out naked by the door
We did it till we were
An' it was useless any

She had a for a pet
And an
And she was a dwarf
But she done yet
She had gray-green
A doll a pin
I told her she was
But I couldn't in
(actually, I was very then)

And so she
the door-way
Just a shadow from the tomb
She said her was four-way
An' I'd just it in her room

Well, I was
To have
So I just up the steps
Right past her incense stencher
To where she hung her

She she was
A Mama
And she could a mean Tarot
And carried on a comma
That she was someone I know

(Is a real poncho . . . I mean
Is that a Mexican poncho or is a Sears poncho?
. . . no foolin' . . . )