Luyện nghe bài hát Pencil Thin Moustache

Now they make new in old black and white
With endings, where nobody fights
So if you yourself in that nostalgic rage
Honey, jump up and show your age

I wish I had a thin mustache
The "Boston Blackie"
A two toned Ricky jacket
And an picture of Andy Devine

I bein' buck-toothed and skinny
Writin' fan letters to niece Penny
Oh I wish I had a pencil thin
Then I could some mysteries too

Then it's Bandstand, Disneyland, up fast
on a fake I.D
Yeah, and Rama of the jungle was Bawana
But only jazz musicians smokin' marijuana
Yeah, I I had a pencil thin mustache
I could solve some mysteries too

Then flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel
on the livin' room floor (so sore)
Yeah, they send you off to college, try to a little knowledge
But all you to do is learn how to score

Yeah, but now I'm old, don't wear underwear
I go to church and I don't cut my hair
But I can go to and see it all there
Just the way that it to be

That's why I wish I had a pencil thin
The "Boston Blackie"
A two-toned Ricky Ricardo
And an picture of Andy Devine

Oh, I could be I wanted to be
suave Errol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby
If I had a pencil thin mustache
Then I could do some too

Yeah, Bryl-cream, a dab'll do yah
Oh, I could do some too