Luyện nghe bài hát Frutch

Now I met me a and her name was Frutch
And she dirt and me very much
She said if she'd met me the war
And she found me hiding the door
Even if she was German and I was
She wouldn't me
She was a fine girl,
me last Tuesday

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

Now I met me a girl and her was Blit
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 found there no place at all for
her to sit
She didn't none
She was a fine girl,
She was still when she passed Norroway
for the fourth

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

Now I met me a girl and her was Plof
She had a car a nasty cough
She fed it with aspirins and vitamin
Lotions and for to cure all ills
'Til you see the car for three miles of froth
Big
She was a girl, Plof

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