Luyện nghe bài hát How Do You Find My Sister?

The Fs:
Find him, him, fuck him, forget him

I am a servant, son of servants, I was born to
But I know this place in life is than I deserve
So become a trainer not of beasts or birds
But the beautiful sister I've raised for this birth

Lulu is a match and I her matchmaker
I've her all there is to know about the games you can play with fire
Taught her to jump through a burning hoop in a rented diamond
And to balance on her nose the head of a Johannesburg

At cocktail hour in Mayfair, at an Isle of boat show
appears in her Dior dress and me in my tuxedo
Lulu shuts up and shimmers I make her name known to
Key members of the of directors of Lonhro

So how do my sister, Mister?

was the first man to become my sister's customer
She met him at a dinner in honour of the of the Japanese ambassador
He stole the key to the satellite room and next to the
and fax machines made love to her

Her next conquest was Finlayson, Tory whip from
His eyes icy blue, he was impeccably well-spoken
He caught her his daughter and he got her under torture
To she'd taught her poker
And them both until his pants were soaking

So how do you find my sister,

Little by little, man by man, my sister has scaled the
She gets herself flushed out once a week by a quack Harley Street
I set the prices and balance the books, sisters don't cheap
It's a scandal it costs these days to stop a press leak

My sister lives in Knightsbridge now and when I go to her
I buzz three on the intercom and say "Lulu, it's your solicitor"
I once in and caught her sitting naked on top of Henry Kissinger
Take my word or take Polaroid picture

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr Kissinger!

knighted the servant yesterday, today you call me 'Sir'
You men who laid my sister I say to you now you once said to her:
(You're to hear me talk this way but stranger things occur)
"Kneel before me, it, call me 'Sir!'"
"Kneel before me, kiss it, me 'Sir!'"
"Kneel me, kiss it"
"Kneel me"

How do you find my sister,