Luyện nghe bài hát No Anchovies Please

This is the story of a couple in Portland, Maine

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

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

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

With the of her kiss still warm upon his lips
He betrays her to the hands of scientists
Who are engaged in diabolical, experiments previously
Performed only on and other small, meaningless creatures
Using her as their subject, they are with the results
For the first time, a human being is into a, shh, top secret

Meanwhile, back in Portland,

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 attention to the television set
That just hangs the wall, welcome to bowling for dollars

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

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