Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Beatrice

Hangin' with my amour
She out with a lion's roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the store,"
Be back at quarter to
"Don't you pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
out at Studio 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, brick floor
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe since the Vietnam War
Then she Chinese Checkers with Skeletor
And went camping Eva Gabor
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
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 Twitty's pompadour
With the of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and the downs like an
But deep inside she's a s'more
Can bake a as big as Jupitor
Either/or,
She'll share it your Labrador
She can run than a blazing meteor
Loves the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an apple
That's a trick she learned from Parrish
in Ecuador
You know
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's coming
Well, for sure, she the door
Whipped out a three-foot lure
Sexually, made me feel insecure
Like the I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She "Let's go catch some Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you don't eat no more"
She said "By G-d, right!"
So we took a snore
And when we up 10 hours later
We "Love Du Jour"
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she came
She likes to clean out the attic now and then
She's gonna knit me a new golfing bag
We gonna watch ourselves a John movie
Then we gonna free all the at the kennel
She gonna try on my grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even though they're way to
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't gonna let me down
She never gonna tell nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,






And she Pat Summerall