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 at quarter to four
"Don't you pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the of yore
out at Studio 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, disco floor
Lionel Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a boar
Who couldn't right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Checkers with Skeletor
And went camping Eva Gabor
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 made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and the like an elevator
But deep inside a marshmallow s'more
Can bake a cake as big as
Either/or,
She'll share it with Labrador
She can run faster than a meteor
Loves Winnie the and his friend Eeyore
Can make a out of an apple core
That's a she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's coming
Well, for sure, she opened the
Whipped out a three-foot fishing
Sexually, that made me feel
Like the I was a roadie
On John's tour
She said "Let's go catch Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you don't eat 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"
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
And she home
She likes to out the attic every now and then
She's knit me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna watch ourselves a John movie
Then we free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my third grade
She'll keep 'em on though they're way to small
Well, she ain't gonna hurt me
She ain't never gonna let me
She ain't never gonna nobody
I'm afraid of birds and
Well,






And she Pat Summerall