Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Beatrice

Hangin' with my sweet
She came out with a roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the store,"
Be back at to four
"Don't slam you in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
out at Studio 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, disco floor
With Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a boar
Who breathe right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Checkers with Skeletor
And went camping with Eva
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
And, coming home
I got a picture of her by the seashore
a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Twitty's pompadour
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and the downs an elevator
But inside she's a marshmallow s'more
Can bake a as big as Jupitor
Either/or,
She'll share it your Labrador
She can run faster than a blazing
Loves the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
Can make a out of an apple core
That's a trick she learned Roberto Parrish
in Ecuador
You know
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And coming home
Well, for sure, she opened the
Whipped out a three-foot lure
Sexually, that made me insecure
the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's
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 took ourselves a
And when we woke up 10 later
We "Love Du Jour"
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
And she came
She likes to out the attic every now and then
gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna watch ourselves a John Wayne
Then we free all the doggies at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
keep 'em on even though they're way to small
Well, she never gonna hurt me
She ain't never let me down
She ain't never gonna tell
I'm afraid of birds and
Well,






And she Pat Summerall