Luyện nghe bài hát The Sadder But Wiser Girl

No sweet and pure, lass or me.
That kinda gal can a web you see
She trades on wholesome galore.
But it's my independence she's trading for
The only affirmative she file
Refers to marching the aisle.
No golden, glorious, gleaming pristine
No sir!
For no do I play faun.
I can tell you right now.
I snarl, I hiss: How can be compared to bliss?
I spark, I fizz for the lady who knows what it is.
I cheer, I rave for the virtue I'm too to save
The sadder-but-wiser for me.
No bright-eyed, blushing, breathless baby
No sir.
kinda child ties knots no sailor ever knew.
I prefer to take a chance on a adult romance.
No young miss
Who keeps all the time she keeps insisting!
No wide-eyed, innocent female.
Why, the fisherman, I'm the fish you see?
I flinch, I shy, when the lass with the delicate air 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 beaconing siren
I plug me and I grab my horns and I flee
I cheer and I boo at the puritan hearted aun
I yearn, I long for the who's pa says what went wrong
I root and I clap for the in the gown less evening strap
The sadder-but-wiser girl's the for me.
The girl for me.