Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

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

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the

I the stories
On saturday night, out in the room
After one or two
Your is mentioned
It gives me a
Dishonorable
Puts you in a new

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

I've a fool
'Cause scales have just fell my eyes
You can't keep up disguise
Tell me about your adventures in
I write a word of libel
Swear it on a thousand
But, I admit, I got my misgivings
it's true

Honey, honey, honey!
Do it for the

I read the papers, I read the
I scan the columns for of you
You the husband, you with the mayor, youu with the kids
Now who are you kidding, who you
How can you
you are the mistress of a mafia man
Who's for the Vatican
And all your money ironed in off-shore banks
friends are kind
I can't believe it
Maybe it's

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