Luyện nghe bài hát The Bridesmaid Dress Song

My cousin Mary is a real good friend so she's a bridesmaid for the time
They say love is blind and a bride to be can prove it
cause what they pick for bridesmaids is a heinous crime.
She pays 300 dollars for a dress the 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 later you will end up with a gown that is quite obviously a bridesmaid dress altered to be worn as a cocktail dress.

Well, she me when the dress came in and said,
"I believe it, but this one wins the one for the most piteous."
I said, "You've got a wide brimmed hat, nothing
be worse than that."

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

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

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

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

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

Well, a squall came from the south, the handsome surgeon's boat took
He prepared to die amidst the wreck
But as his head was under, he heard, "grab onto this butt bow
And our true love pulled him from the turgid waters safely up her deck.
They married two weeks and our Mary wrote a book
Made 10 million on her and tour
And these days when someone calls her at her 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 love a hoop skirt! I want to buy another shaped brassiere.
It needs rhinestones I think, a nice tiara might help,
What dress needs is a train!"
So take a from Mary, she's doing well
Though you might feel foolish, you look like hell
Don't that satin, you never can tell, girls,
use that dress again.