Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my amour
She out with a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm to the corner store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't slam pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden the days of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick brick disco
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth
Who couldn't right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese with Skeletor
And went camping with Eva
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And she's home
I got a picture of her by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of velour
Her hair's up like Twitty's pompadour
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and like an elevator
But deep inside she's a marshmellow
Can bake a cake as big as
or, Neithor nor
She'll share it with Labrador
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an core
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she's coming
Well, for sure she the door
Whipped out a fishing lure
Sexually, that made me
Like the time I was a
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go catch Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you don't eat no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We made Love Du
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she came
She likes to clean out the every now and then
She's gonna knit me a brand new bag
We gonna watch ourselves a Wayne movie
Then we gonna all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even though they're way too
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't gonna let me down
She ain't never gonna nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall