Luyện nghe bài hát Frutch

Now I met me a girl and her was Frutch
And she dirt and me very much
She said if she'd met me the war
And she me hiding underneath the door
Even if she was and I was Dutch
She shoot me
She was a fine girl,
Shot me Tuesday

Now I met me a girl and her name was
She a notebook with many a jot
how to turn a banknote into a cat
And many such just as useful as that
But I told her she wouldn't dig it if she
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 went down the
And she was inside it, she was it chug
When she found there no place at all for
her to sit
She worry none
She was a girl, Blit
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 like a solid 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 cook 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 pills
Lotions and for to cure all ills
'Til you couldn't see the car for miles of froth
Big
She was a fine girl,

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