Luyện nghe bài hát Cocktail Counterpoint

No, you're the French Foreign Service

Sir

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

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

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

Oh, what dishes
so delicate and frail
Mine have children
I believe they're only
Oops! I think they're playing exoctic, little game
Oops! I think "Leap-frog" it is the name

Anyway, she's sorry

This is worse than I feared
The son is
The is weird
To the wife, I'm actually afraid
I prefer that Anne remain an old

My wife and I are couple
And my son knows how I love him and to what extremes
But my wife Oh I her like an ani-mal

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

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

Oh, lovely dishes
so delicate and frail
Mine have naked
I believe they're only
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 actually
I(he) prefer(s) that Anne (I) an old maid

apalling to confess
Our new in-laws are a
She's a prude, 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 crawled across the desert with my belly in the
With men who loved their camels and their and I swear
dished
Nobody swished I was a Foreign Legionnaire

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

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

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

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