Luyện nghe bài hát Frutch

Now I met me a and her name was Frutch
And she liked dirt and me very
She said if she'd met me the war
And she me hiding underneath the door
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 things as useful as that
But I told her she dig it if she turned
into a piece of
She didn't
She was a fine girl,
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 went the plug
And she was it, she was making it chug
When she there wasn't no place at all for
her to sit
She didn't worry
She was a girl, Blit
She was still standing she passed Norroway
for the time

Now I met me a girl and her name was
She looked like a yoyo a string
She rolled up and down like a hoop
round the block and right through the soup
And right through the stew and the stuffing
She was a girl, Twing
She was a good as cooks go...she went!

Now I met me a girl and her name was
She had a car a nasty cough
She fed it with aspirins and vitamin
and potions for to cure all ills
'Til you couldn't see the car for three of froth
Big
She was a fine girl,

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