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 and a bride to be can prove it
cause 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 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 called me when the came in and said,
"I can't believe it, but this one the one for the most piteous."
I said, "You've got a wide brimmed melon hat,
could be than that."

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

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

The reception was a cruise that sailed into the bay,
Despite the lace and ribbons looked divine.
But another psycho bridesmaid who was jealous of her
her up onto the deck and pushed poor Mary into the brine.
Well, she floated on for because the bustle made her buoyant.
And the sharks not bite through 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 a fire
And the natives impressed with what they saw.
For they dined on wild bobcat Mary caught with bow and
refashioned from the wire of her under wire bra and she said,

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

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

Well, a squall came from the south, the handsome boat took water
He himself 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 later and our Mary a book
Made 10 on her video and tour
And days when someone calls her at her mansion and says, "hey!"
Will you be my bridesmaid answers, "Sure!"

Just me in one hundred butt bows! And all the matching pastel gear
Sure! I'd love a hoop skirt! I want to buy another shaped brassiere.
It needs more rhinestones I think, a nice might help,
this dress needs is a train!"
So take a page from Mary, doing well
Though you might feel foolish, you look like hell
trash that satin, you never can tell, girls,
You'll use that again.