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 slam you in the drawer"
She can be a maiden from the days of yore
Hangin' out at 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, brick disco
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth
Who couldn't right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And camping with Eva Gabor
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And, she's home
I got a picture of her down by the
Wearing a bikini made of purple
Her up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and the like an elevator
But deep she's 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 pipe out of an apple
That's a trick she from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
And she's home
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 tour
She said "Let's go some 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 up 10 hours later
We "Love Du Jour"
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she home
She likes to clean out the attic every now and
gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag
We watch ourselves a John Wayne movie
we gonna free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my grade mittens
keep 'em on even though they're way to small
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't gonna let me down
She ain't never gonna nobody
I'm of birds and spiders
Well,






And she Pat Summerall