Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Beatrice

Hangin' my sweet amour
She out with a lion's roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the store,"
Be back at quarter to
"Don't slam you in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the of yore
Hangin' out at 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, disco floor
Lionel Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And went with Eva Gabor
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
And, she's coming
I got a picture of her by the seashore
a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and the like an elevator
But deep inside a marshmallow s'more
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
Either/or,
She'll share it with your
She can run faster than a meteor
Loves Winnie the and his friend Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an apple
That's a she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And coming home
Well, for sure, she the door
Whipped out a three-foot fishing
Sexually, that made me feel
Like the I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She said "Let's go catch Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you eat fish no more"
She "By G-d, you're right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And when we woke up 10 hours
We "Love Du Jour"
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
And she home
She likes to clean out the attic every now and
She's knit me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even they're way to small
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't gonna let me down
She ain't never gonna tell
I'm afraid of birds and
Well,






And she Pat Summerall