Luyện nghe bài hát Find Me a Primitive Man

Now, before this modern idea had
About the and children first,
The men had much more charm they have today.
And if one of that type survived,
The moment that he arrived,
I know I'd fall in in a great big way.
I imagine being bad
any Arrow collar ad,
Nor could I the slightest joy
In waking up a boy.
I've no desire to be
Rudy Vallee's megaphone,
So I'm saying my prayers, I say:

me a primitive man,
Built on a plan.
Someone vigor and vim.
I mean a kind that belongs to a club,
But the kind that has a club that to him.
I could be the personal
Of someone out of a cave.
The only man ever win me
Has gotta up the gypsy in me,
Find me a man,
Find me a man.

Trouve moi un homme
Trouve moi un naif.
Quelqu'un plein de vigeur,
Ces p'tits maquereaux appelle gigolos ne
Pourraient jamais donner le bonheur.
J'ai besoin bel animal
Pour mon chaffage centrale.
Et l'homme qui me pour capitane
reveiler mon sang tzigane,
Trouve moi un primitif, vif,
Trouve moi un primitif.

(Find me a man,
Find me a young lad,
Someone vigor to spare,
fatuous beaux they call gigolos could never give me happiness.
I must have a beast
To heat up my own heat.
And he who to be my stud
Must my gypsy blood.
Find me a man.)