Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

I heard a story, all you
I the secrets, maybe they're true
I read the papers, I the news
I hear the gossip, all you
They say you're really not so prim and prude
Behind it all rather rude
And really go for men
Italian types and lots of
I can't it baby
Maybe true

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the

I the stories
On night, out in the back room
one or two lies
Your name is
It me a fright
Dishonorable
you in a new light

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

I've a fool
'cause scales have just from my eyes
You can't keep up disguise
Tell me about adventures in living
I won't write a of libel
it on a thousand bibles
But, I admit, I have got my
Maybe true

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the

I read the papers, I read the
I scan the columns for 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 mistress of a man
Who's working for the
And all your money ironed in off-shore banks
friends are kind
I can't believe it
Maybe true

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

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the