Luyện nghe bài hát Frutch

Now I met me a girl and her name was
And she liked and me very much
She said if met me during the war
And she found me underneath the door
Even if she was German and I was
She shoot me
She was a fine girl,
Shot me Tuesday

Now I met me a girl and her name was
She kept a notebook with a jot
About how to turn a into a cat
And many such things just as as that
But I her she wouldn't dig it if she turned
into a of gunshot
She listen
She was a girl, Scrot
I got her right here in my now
to Frutch

Now I met me a girl and her name was
And she a do-it-yourself submarine kit
She tried it in the bath and it down the plug
And she was it, she was making it chug
When she found there wasn't no at all for
her to sit
She didn't none
She was a girl, Blit
She was still standing she passed Norroway
for the fourth

Now I met me a and her name was Twing
She looked a yoyo without a string
She rolled up and down like a hoop
Right round the and right through the soup
And right the stew and the chicken stuffing
She was a fine girl,
She was a good cook as go...she went!

Now I met me a girl and her was Plof
She had a car with a nasty
She fed it with aspirins and pills
Lotions and for to cure all ills
'Til you couldn't see the car for three miles of
Big
She was a girl, Plof

Car don't no more
Just in the garage all day long
And screams for the
Hypochondriac!