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 to be can prove it
cause what they pick for is a heinous fashion crime.
She pays 300 for a dress the bride is claiming,
"If you hem it, you can it as a cocktail 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 wide brimmed melon hat,
could be than that."

But it was. It was hideous.
It was yards of silken foamy green with lace and ribbons
It was Scarlett crawling up from the dead
And as she shoved her feet a set of matching 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 brought the bellbottoms , we said it couldn't be done
just a question of when.
Don't trash satin, I'm telling you girl,
You'll use that 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 Mary into the brine.
Well, she floated on for days because the bustle her buoyant.
And the sharks could not bite the crinoline skirt.
And her parasol turned over caught her ten fresh of water
she landed on the last uncharted island, whether beaten but unhurt.
She turned the rhinestones sunward, the made a fire
And the natives impressed with what they saw.
For they dined on wild bobcat Mary caught with bow and
She'd from the wire of her under wire bra and she said,

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

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

Well, a squall from the south, the handsome surgeon's boat took water
He prepared himself to die amidst the
But as his head was going under, he heard, "grab onto butt bow
And our true love pulled him from the waters safely up onto her deck.
They two weeks later and our Mary wrote a book
Made 10 on her video and tour
And these days someone 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 love a hoop skirt! I want to buy another shaped brassiere.
It more 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 might look hell
Don't trash that satin, you can tell, girls,
You'll use dress again.