Luyện nghe bài hát The Bridesmaid Dress Song

My cousin Mary is a real good friend so a bridesmaid for the tenth time
They say that love is blind and a bride to be can it
cause what they pick for bridesmaids is a heinous 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 gown that is quite obviously a 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 wide brimmed melon hat,
be worse than that."

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

Someday, jumbo butt bows, will be the rage that's what my is
And someday, jade silk gloves
be the power dress for corporate lunches.
They brought the 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 that sailed into the bay,
Despite the lace and ribbons looked divine.
But psycho bridesmaid who was jealous of her beauty
Lured her up onto the deck and pushed poor 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 over caught her ten fresh quarts of water
she landed on the last uncharted island, whether beaten but unhurt.
She the rhinestones sunward, the reflection made a fire
And the natives impressed with what they saw.
For dined on wild bobcat Mary caught with bow and arrow
She'd refashioned from the wire of her wire bra and she said,

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

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

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

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