Luyện nghe bài hát The Boob Fairy

When I was in my teenage years, I did just I should
I listened to my mother and I was kind and and good
And my and I did rituals and I prayed with all my might
That this would be the evening that she'd stop her flight
Well, that was several years ago and that long overdue
And it's time I came to terms something plainly clear to you.

The boob never came for me
No, the boob never came for me
Okay, I'm spunky and I'm and I've got a great personality
But the boob fairy never for me

Well, we were the third house on a drive, I thought
Maybe she just got lost, so I my bra on the mailbox
Til the took it off
And all my got visits and expanded through the years
And left me wailing to the gods training bras at Sears
I harbor hopes, she'll come for me, I know she will
I'd get 'em done if she'd agree to fit the bill

The boob fairy came for me
No the fairy never came for me
Look, I wasn't wanting melons, just a curvaceous "B"
But the fairy never came for me.

This isn't a song about boobs. Not really. The boobs are just a set of metaphors to symbolize everyone's fear of human inadequacy. Hey! We've all the pain of being dissed by one fairy or another, so during the next refrain I want you to join in with your own fairy that never paid a call. Maybe it's the height fairy or the butt nymph. Men, maybe it's the pectoral or hair fairy or maybe some other fairy you just want to mumble about. Look, nobody's going to ask you to enunciate. And sisters, I don't want you feeling alienated because you happen to be full-figured. Just change the line to the boob fairy wouldn't let me be or the boob fairy became obsessed with me. Okay, here comes the refrain. Everybody join in.

The boob never came for me
No the boob fairy never for me
Though the hip fairy two times
and the thigh fairy came
The boob fairy came for me.