Luyện nghe bài hát It's Me Again Margaret

Well, there once was a named Willard McVane
And he had just one thought on his brain
Every evening midnight he'd sneak off alone
And call the same on a pay telephone

"It's me again, Margaret.
Hello, is Margaret?
You don't me, Margaret
But I you."

Well, upset the lady and it gave her the blues
So she up the police, said "What shall I do?"
The chief of came round to her home
And eavesdropped upon them on her upstairs

"It's me again, Margaret.
Hello, is this
Margaret... I it's you, Margaret!
Are you naked?"

Well, they called up Ma and they traced him on down
To a funky old phone on the outskirts of town
It was there that the vice squad with their field glasses
The of that amorous man as he said

"It's me again, Margaret...
Hello? Is this... is Margaret?
I know you, Margaret!
I bet you can't guess I'm doing..."

Well, cuffed him and dragged him to the station downtown
And they allowed him one call 'fore the jailer came round
He wet his chapped lips and he his young throat
Then he dialed the telephone and he spoke...

"It's me again, Margaret...
They got me,
You ain't going to miss me, Margaret, I know
But miss you

And when I get out,
I'm going to over there with an egg beater
And a live chicken, and peach preserves!
We'll a good old time, Margaret!"