Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

I a story, all about you
I heard the secrets, they're true
I read the papers, I read the
I the gossip, all about you
They say you're really not so prim and prude
it all you're rather rude
And go for younger men
Italian types and of them
I can't believe it
it's true

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the

I the stories
On night, out in the back room
After one or two
name is mentioned
It gives me a
Dishonorable
you in a new light

You've been going slave romancing
Nasty, mean and fancy
With your in plastic bags
People and tongues all wag
I can't believe it

I've been a
scales have just fell from my eyes
You can't keep up your
Tell me about your adventures in
I write a word of libel
it on a thousand bibles
But, I admit, I got my misgivings
Maybe true

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the

I read the papers, I the news
I the columns for pictures of you
You with the husband, you the mayor, youu with the kids
Now who are you kidding, who you
How can you
While you are the of a mafia man
Who's working for the
And all your money crisply ironed in off-shore
Your friends are
I believe it baby
Maybe it's

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the
Yeah, you've been a nasty
Yeah, been bad
You've been bad, you've bad
You come over here
And your punishment
Bad, bad, bad! bad, bad, bad!

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the