Luyện nghe bài hát Frutch

Now I met me a girl and her name was
And she liked dirt and me very
She said if she'd met me the war
And she found me hiding underneath the
Even if she was German and I was
She wouldn't me
She was a girl, Frutch
Shot me last

Now I met me a girl and her was Scrot
She kept a notebook with a jot
About how to turn a banknote a cat
And many things just as useful as that
But I told her she wouldn't dig it if she
a piece of gunshot
She didn't
She was a fine girl,
I got her here in my shoulder now
to Frutch

Now I met me a and her name was Blit
And she bought a do-it-yourself kit
She tried it in the and it went down the plug
And she was inside it, she was it chug
When she found wasn't no place at all for
her to sit
She worry none
She was a girl, Blit
She was standing when she passed Norroway
for the time

Now I met me a and her name was Twing
She like a yoyo without a string
She rolled up and down like a hoop
round the block and right through the soup
And right through the and the chicken stuffing
She was a girl, Twing
She was a good cook as go...she went!

Now I met me a and her name was Plof
She had a car a nasty cough
She fed it aspirins and vitamin pills
and potions for to cure all ills
'Til you see the car for three miles of froth
Big
She was a fine girl,

Car don't no more
Just in the garage all day long
And for the doctor
Hypochondriac!