Luyện nghe bài hát The Sadder-but-wiser Girl For Me

No wide-eyed, eager,
Wholesome Sunday school teacher for me.
That kinda girl spins no spider ever--
Listen,
A girl who trades on all purity
Merely wants to trade my for her security.
The only affirmative she will
Refers to down the aisle.
No golden, glorious, gleaming goddess--
No sir!
For no do I play faun.
I can tell you that now.
I snarl, I hiss: How can ignorance be to bliss?
I spark, I fizz for the who knows what time it is.
I cheer, I for the virtue I'm too late to save
The sadder-but-wiser for me.
No bright-eyed, blushing, breathless baby-doll
Not for me.
That child ties knots no sailor ever knew.
I to take a chance on a more adult romance.
No dewy miss
Who keeps resisting all the time she insisting!
No wide-eyed, wholesome female.
No sir.
Why, the fisherman, I'm the fish you see?--PLOP!
I flinch, I shy, when the lass with the delicate air by
I smile, I grin, when the gal a touch of sin walks in.
I hope, and I pray, for a Hester to win just one "A"
The girl's the girl for me.
The girl for me.