Luyện nghe bài hát Father O'bliviion

Get on feet an' do the funky Alfonzo!
Vivian O'Blivion
Resplendent in his
Was up the batter
For the of his flock
He was rather bleary
(He to watch the clock)
the night before
Behind the
A had stroked, yes . . .
The before
Behind the
A leprechaun had (he stroked it) . . .
The before
the door
A had stroked . . . his . . .






(stroked his smock)
Which set him off in such a
He LOCK AROUND THE CROCK
An' he topped it off a . . .
An' he it off with a . . .
An' he it off with a . . .
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
As he stumbled on his
He was as it stiffened
And ripped through his sock
Oh, Saint would be proud of me
OF ME
He shouted down the
vobiscum
Et cum tuo ,
you eat my sleazy pancakes
Just for Saintly
They're so light 'n
raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n
raise a fortune by tonite
They're so 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the
They're so light 'n
They're the in the town
morning, your Highness

I brought you your snow

Good morning, your

I you your snow shoes