Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my sweet
She came out a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't your pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the of yore
out at Studio 54
Break dancing on the slick disco floor
Lionel Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle boar
Who couldn't breat right since the War
Then she played Chinese Checkers Skeletor
And went with Eva Gabor
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
And coming home
I got a picture of her down by the
Wearing a made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and downs an elevator
But inside she's a marshmellow smore
Can bake a cake as big as
or, Neithor nor
She'll share it with your
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the and his friend Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an core
That's a trick she learned Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she's home
Well, for sure she the door
Whipped out a 3-ft lure
Sexually, that made me
Like the time I was a
On Elton tour
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you eat fish no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we took ourselves a
And when we up 10 hours later
We made Du Jour
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And she came
She to clean out the attic every now and then
She's gonna knit me a new golfing bag
We gonna watch ourselves a John movie
we gonna free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my third mittens
She'll keep 'em on even though way too small
Well, she ain't never hurt me
She ain't gonna let me down
She ain't never tell nobody
I'm of birds and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall