Luyện nghe bài hát The Bridesmaid Dress Song

My Mary is a real good friend so she's a bridesmaid for the tenth time
They say that love is blind and a bride to be can it
what they pick for bridesmaids is a heinous fashion crime.
She pays 300 for a dress the bride is claiming,
"If you hem it, you can wear it as a dress."

Well, sure.

If you hem it, redesign the sleeves, tear off the bows and rhinestones, tuck in the sash and dye it black, well then, 500 dollars later you will end up with a that is quite obviously a bridesmaid dress altered to be worn as a cocktail dress.

Well, she called me when the came in and said,
"I can't it, but this one wins the one for the most piteous."
I said, "You've got a brimmed melon hat, nothing
be worse than that."

But it was. It was hideous.
It was yards of silken aqua green with lace and ribbons
It was crawling back up from the dead
And as she shoved her feet into a set of four inch heels
For lack of any better I said,

Someday, jumbo butt bows, will be the rage that's my hunch is
And someday, jade long gloves
Will be the power dress for lunches.
They the bellbottoms back , we said it couldn't be done
It's a question of when.
Don't that satin, I'm telling you girl,
You'll use dress again.

The reception was a dinner cruise sailed into the bay,
Despite the lace and ribbons looked divine.
But another psycho bridesmaid who was jealous of her
Lured her up onto the and pushed poor Mary into the brine.
Well, she floated on for days because the made her buoyant.
And the sharks could not bite the crinoline skirt.
And her parasol turned caught her ten fresh quarts of water
she landed on the last uncharted island, whether beaten but unhurt.
She turned the rhinestones sunward, the reflection made a
And the natives were with what they saw.
For dined on wild bobcat Mary caught with bow and arrow
She'd refashioned the wire of her under wire bra and she said,

Hey this jumbo butt bow, make a nifty rescue flag.
And hey, this extra bustle, I'll sew a sleeping bag.
I'll pay the fake pearls, they'll go and carve me a boat
And I'll be again.
I'm sure that this skirt will yield full sails, HEY!
I'm this dress again.

Well, a Miami plastic surgeon came upon Mary's note
She'd floating out to sea in pillbox hat
And as Mary anchor, he fell instantly in love
And he jumped into his private yacht and set to sail he thought
be at.

Well, a squall from the south, the handsome surgeon's boat took water
He prepared to die amidst the wreck
But as his was going under, he heard, "grab onto this butt bow
And our true love pulled him from the turgid safely up onto her deck.
They married two later and our Mary wrote a book
Made 10 on her video and tour
And these days when calls her at her mansion and says, "hey!"
you be my bridesmaid Mary answers, "Sure!"

Just dress me in one hundred butt bows! And all the matching pastel
Sure! I'd a hoop skirt! I want to buy another oddly shaped brassiere.
It more rhinestones I think, a nice tiara might help,
What this dress is a train!"
So take a from Mary, she's doing well
you might feel foolish, you might look like hell
Don't trash satin, you never can tell, girls,
use that dress again.