Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my amour
She came out with a roar
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be at quarter to four"
"Don't your pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick brick floor
With Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't breat since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And went with Eva Gabor
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's home
I got a of her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and downs an elevator
But deep inside a marshmellow smore
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
Either or, nor
She'll share it with Labrador
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the and his friend Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an core
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she's home
Well, for she opened the door
Whipped out a fishing lure
Sexually, that made me
Like the I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you eat fish no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We made Love Du
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she home
She to clean out the attic every now and then
She's gonna me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna watch ourselves a John movie
Then we free all the doggies at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even though way too small
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't never let me down
She ain't never tell nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall