Luyện nghe bài hát No Anchovies Please

This is the story of a young in Portland, Maine

While for her husband Don
To return home work, she reaches for a can of anchovies
As she spreads the tiny fish across a piece of
She notices a small note at the of the can
Written on it is a telephone

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

Upon awakening, she finds herself in a strange, foreign speaking
'Dalas nekcihc dna tihs neewteb
Ecnereffid eht wonk ot suineg a ekat ti'
Alone, her escape impossible
She seeks comfort in the arms of a agent

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

Meanwhile, in Portland, Maine

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

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

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