Luyện nghe bài hát No Anchovies Please

This is the story of a young in Portland, Maine

While waiting for her Don
To return from work, she reaches for a can of anchovies
As she spreads the tiny fish across a 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, be right over"
Placing the back on the hook, she turns
To see smartly dressed men standing in her kitchen doorway
Before she realizes 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, speaking nation
'Dalas nekcihc dna tihs nekcihc
Ecnereffid eht wonk ot suineg a t'nseod ti'
Alone, fearing her escape
She seeks comfort in the of a confidential agent

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

Meanwhile, in Portland, Maine

Her Don, now chain-smoking 40 packs of cigarettes 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, crazy Al
"S-say, Don, there sure is something about that bowling ball"
To which the terrified Don
"Oh my God! That bowling ball, my wife!"

And the lesson we learn this story is
Next time you place your order, forget to say, "No anchovies please"