Luyện nghe bài hát Cocktail Counterpoint

No, you're with the Foreign Service

Sir

I joined the Foreign Legion a sabre in my hand
I crawled across the desert with my belly in the
With men who loved their camels and brandy and I swear
dished
Nobody swished when I was a Foreign

you like an hors d'oeuvre?
Let me
How adorable dishes are
Are these playing together?

They look like
Oh, no, no, there be any Greeks on my plate
Unless weren't washed well
Well, young in any case
No, there be girls too. This is a mixed service

Oh, what lovely
They're so delicate and
Mine naked children
I believe they're only
Oops! I think playing some exoctic, little game
Oops! I that "Leap-frog" it is the name

Anyway, she's sorry

is even worse than I feared
The son is
The father is
To meet the wife, I'm afraid
I prefer that Anne an old maid

My wife and I are devoted
And my son knows how much I him and to what extremes
But my wife Oh I love her like an

apalling to confess
Our new are a mess
a prude, he's a prig
She's a pill, a pig
So zis zis zis for you,

I joined the Foreign with a sabre in my hand
I across the desert with my belly in the sand
With men who loved their camels and brandy and I swear
dished
Nobody swished I was a Foreign Legionnaire

Oh, lovely dishes
They're so delicate and
Mine have naked
I believe they're only
Oops! I they're playing some exoctic, little game
Oops! I think that "Leap-frog" it is the

This is even than I feared
The son is
The is weird
To meet the wife, I'm afraid
I(he) prefer(s) that Anne (I) remain an old

It's apalling to
Our new are a mess
a prude, he's a prig
She's a pill, a pig
So zis zis zis for you,

I joined the Foreign Legion a sabre in my hand
I crawled across the desert my belly in the sand
With men who loved camels and their brandy and I swear
Nobody
Nobody swished when I was a Foreign

Oh, what dishes
They're so and frail
Mine naked children
I believe they're male
Oops! I think they're playing some exoctic, little
Oops! I think "Leap-frog" it is the name

This is even worse than I
The son is
The father is
To meet the wife, I'm afraid
I(he) prefer(s) Anne (I) remain an old maid

It's to confess
Our new in-laws are a
a prude, he's a prig
She's a pill, a pig
So zis zis zis for you,

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