Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy Passes

Money everything, ask anyone who's rich
It can buy pain and misery or
Though money isn't
I have a pauper's itch, so though I crave a
Yes, I'll the chief!

He me a cat, Siamese, imagine that
He keeps making, passes at me
All those fine and passes

Oh joy, now got sixty feet of brand new yacht
He keeps making fancy at me
All those and fancy passes

He New York or Spain but I don't know which
He got fat in Uptown
Poor Cinderella's got her a fella who's
Every penny, worth a plenty

He owns Airlines, that as well?
He owns hairlines, oh, well
not so hip or smart as a whip
But healthy, and wealthy

He me a summer place
Somewhere out in space
He keeps making passes at me

a man you've got, Diane
Did he buy you a Passion pink
And a Cadi too? blue
speaking of? My baby love
Your Romeo? My Daddy
I love him a lot, how has he got?

He's got a of ground, he found over oil
Oh, my how we are
He bought New
So he could me his girl
Oh, man, a we are

Chocolate my tummy
He me a firm called Yummy
So, he's one of gents
good bizness cents
And quarters, half's and

Ding, dong, ain't it
They delivered the liberty bell
How sad all those will be

I'll get half of what he
To keep up Mrs. L. B. Jones
And if he keeps making passes
I'll start holding evening

I'll give him and molasses
And the life, I live, I'll live
From those late and classes
That and molasses
Those fine and passes at me
My honey,