Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my amour
She came out a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm to the corner store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't your pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the brick disco floor
With Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth
Who couldn't breat right the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And went camping with Eva
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And coming home
I got a of her down by the seashore
a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and like an elevator
But inside she's a marshmellow smore
Can bake a as big as Jupitor
Either or, nor
She'll share it with Labrador
She can run faster than a blazing
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his Eeyore
Can a pipe out of an apple core
That's a she learned from Roberto Parrish
in Ecuador
You why?
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And coming home
Well, for sure she the door
Whipped out a 3-ft lure
Sexually, that made me
the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you eat fish no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And when we woke up 10 later
We made Du Jour
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
And she came
She likes to clean out the attic every now and
She's gonna knit me a brand new bag
We gonna watch ourselves a John movie
Then we gonna free all the at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even though they're way too
Well, she ain't never hurt me
She ain't never gonna let me
She ain't never gonna nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,





And she loves Pat