Luyện nghe bài hát First Lady

( she's the lady, she's the first lady,
She's the lady of the land! )

She might have a teacher
A job that adore . . .
She might have a housewife
A and nothing more!
She have been an actress
Who might played broadway!
But my had to be president ( hmm . . . )
And am I today?

I'm the "first" of the land,
The "first" of the land
Standing on a line,
up with an aching spine
Calluses on my hand,
As the "first" of the land!

For week a different hairdo,
Which means dress
Those meetings committees,
And with the "press"
Those formal dinners,
When I up 'till dawn
Counting all the
the guests have gone!

When they march out in file,
And I smile, smile, smile!
I'd be the second
Or the third or the
Or the or the sixth
Or the seventh
Of the "first" of the land!

I'm the "first" of the land,
The "first" lady of the
at lunch or tea,
Do do-gooders who on me
Telling of their noble they've planned
For the "first" of the land!

And oh the presents they send me
An awful lot of
An poodle
A dehydrated
A for "thanksgiving"
in a sack
But they send me a "diamond"
I must it back!

When the whole arrives
And bring wives, wives, wives!
I'd be the second
Or the or the forth
Or the or the sixth
Or the seventh
Of the "first" of the land!