Luyện nghe bài hát She's My Girl

And now to the love song. I'm sure you're familiar with love songs on the order of he's just my bill, my man, my joe, my max, and so on where the who sings them tells you that, although the
She loves is anti-social, alcoholic, physically repulsive, or just unsanitary, nevertheless she is his because he is hers, or something like that. but as far as I know there has never been
Pular song from the analogous point of view, that is to say, of a man who finds himself in love with, or in this case married to, a girl who has nothing whatsoever to recommend her. I have
to fill this need. the song is called she's my girl.

Sharks swim, and bats gotta fly,
I gotta love one woman I die.
To ed or or bob
She may be a slob,
But to me, well,
my girl.

In winter the bedroom is one ice cube,
And she squeezes the toothpaste the middle of the tube.
Her hairs in the
Have me to drink,
But she's my girl, she's my girl, my girl,
And I her.

The that I lament for,
The my money's spent for,
The my back is bent for,
The I owe the rent for,
The girl I up lent for
Is the girl heaven meant for me.

So though for she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo,
I come home for dinner and get peanut stew,
Or if I'm in luck,
It's broiled puck,
But, oh well, the hell,
my girl,
And I her.