Luyện nghe bài hát The Sadder But Wiser Girl

No sweet and pure, angelic or me.
That kinda gal can a web you see
She trades on wholesome galore.
But my independence that she's trading for
The affirmative she will file
Refers to marching the aisle.
No golden, glorious, pristine goddess--
No sir!
For no Diana do I faun.
I can tell you that now.
I snarl, I hiss: How can ignorance be to bliss?
I spark, I fizz for the lady who what time it is.
I cheer, I rave for the I'm too late to save
The sadder-but-wiser for me.
No bright-eyed, blushing, baby-doll baby
No sir.
That kinda ties knots no sailor ever knew.
I prefer to take a chance on a more romance.
No dewy young
Who keeps resisting all the she keeps insisting!
No wide-eyed, innocent female.
Why, she's the fisherman, I'm the fish you
I flinch, I shy, the lass with the delicate air goes by
I smile, I grin, when the gal with a touch of sin in.
I hope, and I pray, for Hester to win one more "A"
The girl for me.
No giggling ice cream drinker out to hook you line and sinker
No honey brooded beaconing
I plug me ears and I my horns and I flee
I and I boo at the puritan hearted aun jeune
I yearn, I long for the women who's pa says what went
I root and I clap for the dame in the less evening strap
The girl's the girl for me.
The sadder-but-wiser for me.