Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Beatrice

Hangin' with my sweet
She out with a lion's roar
Yellin' "I'm to the corner store,"
Be at quarter to four
"Don't you pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
Hangin' out at 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, brick floor
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the War
Then she played Checkers with Skeletor
And went camping with Eva
my sweet Beatrice
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 Conway Twitty's pompadour
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and the downs like an
But inside she's a marshmallow s'more
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
Either/or,
She'll share it your Labrador
She can run faster than a meteor
Loves the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
Can a pipe out of an apple core
That's a trick she learned from Roberto
Down in
You know
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
And coming home
Well, for sure, she the door
Whipped out a three-foot lure
Sexually, that me feel insecure
the time I was a roadie
On Elton tour
She said "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you eat fish no more"
She "By G-d, you're right!"
So we took ourselves a
And we woke up 10 hours later
We "Love Du Jour"
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And she came
She to clean out the attic every now and then
She's knit me a brand new golfing bag
We watch ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna free all the at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
She'll 'em on even though they're way to small
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't never let me down
She ain't never tell nobody
I'm afraid of birds and
Well,






And she Pat Summerall