Luyện nghe bài hát No Anchovies Please

This is the story of a young in Portland, Maine

waiting for her husband Don
To home from work, she reaches for a can of anchovies
As she the tiny fish across a piece of lettuce
She notices a note at the bottom of the can
Written on it is a telephone

Curious, she dials, and is told, "Don't move, lady, we'll be over"
the phone back on the hook, she turns
To see three smartly dressed men standing in her doorway
Before she realizes is happening to her
She is rolled tightly in long sheets of
Transported to an airport and placed on a waiting jet-liner
All this too much for her to comprehend, she passes out

Upon awakening, she herself in a strange, foreign speaking nation
'Dalas nekcihc dna tihs nekcihc
Ecnereffid eht ot suineg a ekat t'nseod ti'
Alone, her escape impossible
She seeks comfort in the arms of a confidential

the trace of her kiss still warm upon his lips
He betrays her to the hands of three
Who are engaged in diabolical, avant-garde experiments
Performed only on insects and other small, meaningless
Using her as their subject, they are delighted with the
For the first time, a human is transformed into a, shh, top secret

Meanwhile, back in Portland,

Her husband Don, now chain-smoking 40 packs of a day
Sits at a bar and has a few beers with the regulars
Bored, attention turns to the television set
That just hangs from the wall, welcome to for dollars

Suddenly, Al says
"S-say, Don, sure is something familiar about that bowling ball"
To the terrified Don replies
"Oh my God! That ball, it's my wife!"

And the lesson we learn from story is
Next time you place order, don't forget to say, "No anchovies please"