Luyện nghe bài hát Pencil Thin Mustache

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

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

I remember bein' buck-toothed and
fan letters to Sky's niece Penny
Oh, I wish I had a pencil thin
Then I could solve mysteries too

Then Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast
on a fake I.D.
Yeah, and Rama of the jungle was Bawana
But jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana

Yeah, I wish I had a thin mustache
Then I could solve mysteries too

Then it's flat top, 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 don't go to church and I don't cut my
But I can go to and see it all there
the way that it used to be

That's why I wish I had a thin mustache
The Boston Blackie
A two-toned Ricky jacket
And an autographed picture of Andy

Oh, I be anyone I wanted to be
Maybe suave Errol Flynn or the Sheik of
If I only had a pencil thin
I could do some cruisin' too

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