Luyện nghe bài hát Frutch

Now I met me a girl and her name was
And she liked dirt and me very
She if she'd met me during the war
And she found me hiding underneath the
Even if she was German and I was
She wouldn't me
She was a fine girl,
Shot me Tuesday

Now I met me a girl and her was Scrot
She kept a notebook with a jot
About how to turn a into a cat
And many such just as useful as that
But I told her she dig it if she turned
into a of gunshot
She didn't
She was a fine girl,
I got her right in my shoulder now
thanks to

Now I met me a girl and her name was
And she bought a do-it-yourself kit
She tried it in the and it went down the plug
And she was inside it, she was it chug
When she found there wasn't no at all for
her to sit
She worry none
She was a fine girl,
She was still standing when she passed
for the time

Now I met me a girl and her was Twing
She like a yoyo without a string
She rolled up and down like a hoop
Right round the block and through the soup
And through 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 cough
She fed it with aspirins and pills
and potions for to cure all ills
'Til you see the car for three miles of froth
Big
She was a fine girl,

Car cough no more
Just sits in the garage all day
And screams for the
Hypochondriac!