Luyện nghe bài hát First Lady

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

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

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

For every a different hairdo,
Which means another
meetings with committees,
And sparing the "press"
Those dreary dinners,
When I stay up dawn
all the silver
When the guests gone!

When they out in single file,
And I smile, smile, smile!
I'd rather be the
Or the or the forth
Or the fifth or the
Or the seventh
Of the "first" of the land!

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

And oh the that they send me
An awful lot of
An un-housebroken
A dehydrated
A for "thanksgiving"
in a sack
But when send me a "diamond"
I send it back!

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