Luyện nghe bài hát Shabop Shalom

Our story begins on a Sunday
Just between Halfway Tree and Spanish
Where a boy, not yet the cock of the walk
That he would soon become, was lying on the
And taking in the sweet and sensuous of Hibiscus
That languidly lilted the summer breeze

It was at this moment that he saw her
Her walk was soft and
With a thaumaturgical that only a Rabbis daughter could have
Before eyes had even met
Her luminous lips had already him in

Salvation with the promise of a Bris
at pinnacle and a congregation of sages bunny hopping
And chicken dancing to Yiddish
their eyes linked, an eon blinked
Amharic were screed upon their hearts
Just to think, this could be with the frenectomy and a few of love

My Shabop Shalom
Won't you Shabop with me
the old banana tree?

My sweet Telavivian lambs
My can act as an emollient
And you'll never, say, "Get bent", no, no, no

Todamamatodamama, da, da, da, da

Todamamatodamama, da, da, da, da

All the signals I'm sending
I'll sending them and on the constanttillionth time
I'll you mine
(Yes, I I will)

Your sweet supple breasts are ghettos
Soft in stilettos
Two wise men instead of

Whenever I'm in a mood
I see you in your Talmud
And so happy it me
You know who, who wrote the Book of Job?
She to know
Who, who the Dead Sea Scrolls?

Well, I did, I did
Yes, yes, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did

Can be a fun
I swear by Solomon's

Honey, it comes to love
a fire in the deep end of my heart
Giving me the
You see, I the land of wood and waters
Merely for loves slaughter
And darling, watched you cake-walk
To the immaculate conception for far too

I'm to you, yes
Ahava Raba, Raba for you
We're in Heaven, we're in Heaven, it's
I'm ascending, I'm ascending with you