Luyện nghe bài hát Old Fart At Play

Pappy with the sweatband
goat potbellied barnyard
That only he noticed, the old was smart
The old cloth Madonna

to the fiddle 'n saw
He ran down behind the
'N' slipped on his wooden
The worked 'n' snapped
All the bees to the bungalow

Momma was 'n' lard
her red enamel rollin' pin
When the fishhead the window
Rubber eye erect 'n' precisely
Airholes from which should come
Is now closely fit with the of the old fart inside

An assortment of observations took
Momma her lips like a cat
the ground like a rooster
Pivoted a duck

Her stockings down caught 'n' doughballs
She cracked her mouth glaze, one eyelash
Rubbed her hands on her gorgeous
Her grasped sticky metal intricate latchwork
Open to the room, uh, cold mixed with bologna

Rubber crumpled wax paper bonnets
Fat goose legs 'n' special
by the warmth of the room
The old fart smelled this through his important breather

Cleverly he dialed within from the outside we observed
That the of the wooden mask
Where the holes had just a moment ago

Was now smooth amazingly camouflaged in
With the intricate rainbow trout replica
The old inside was now breathin' freely
From his perfume bottle atomizer air bulb

His excited eyes from the dark interior glazed
Watered in appreciation of his cleveration
Uh man, so heavy