Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my sweet
She came out a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm to the corner store,
Be at quarter to four"
"Don't slam your in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden the days of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick brick floor
Lionel Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese with Skeletor
And camping with Eva Gabor
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And coming home
I got a of her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of purple
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and like an elevator
But deep inside a marshmellow smore
Can bake a cake as big as
or, Neithor nor
She'll it with your Labrador
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend
Can make a out of an apple core
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And coming home
Well, for sure she opened the
Whipped out a 3-ft lure
Sexually, made me insecure
the time I was a roadie
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 took a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We made Du Jour
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
gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag
We watch ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my third mittens
She'll keep 'em on though they're 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 loves Pat