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
cause what they pick for is a heinous fashion 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 and dye it black, well then, 500 dollars 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 the dress 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 hat, nothing
be worse 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 the dead
And as she shoved her feet 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, silk long gloves
Will be the power for corporate lunches.
They the bellbottoms back , we said it couldn't be done
just a question of when.
Don't trash satin, I'm telling you girl,
use that dress again.

The reception was a cruise that sailed into the bay,
Despite the lace and Mary looked divine.
But another psycho who was jealous of her beauty
Lured her up onto the deck and poor 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 over caught her ten fresh quarts of water
Till she on the last uncharted island, whether beaten but unhurt.
She turned the rhinestones sunward, the reflection made a
And the natives were impressed what they saw.
For they dined on wild Mary caught with bow and arrow
She'd refashioned the wire of her under wire bra and she said,

Hey this jumbo butt bow, will make a rescue flag.
And hey, this extra bustle, 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 sure that this will yield three full sails, HEY!
I'm using this again.

Well, a Miami plastic surgeon came Mary's distress note
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 where he thought
be at.

Well, a squall came from the south, the surgeon's boat took water
He prepared himself to die the wreck
But as his head was going under, he heard, "grab onto this bow
And our true love pulled him from the turgid waters safely up her deck.
They two weeks later and our Mary wrote a book
10 million 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 me in one hundred butt bows! And all the matching pastel gear
Sure! I'd love a skirt! I want to buy another oddly shaped brassiere.
It needs more rhinestones I think, a nice tiara help,
What this needs is a train!"
So take a page from Mary, doing well
Though you might feel foolish, you might like hell
Don't trash that satin, you can tell, girls,
You'll use dress again.