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 she'd met me the war
And she found me hiding the door
if she was German and I was Dutch
She wouldn't me
She was a girl, Frutch
me last Tuesday

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

Now I met me a and her name was Blit
And she bought a submarine 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 no place at all for
her to sit
She didn't none
She was a girl, Blit
She was still when she passed Norroway
for the time

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

Now I met me a and her name was Plof
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 miles of
Big
She was a girl, Plof

Car cough no more
sits in the garage all day long
And for the doctor
Hypochondriac!