Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging my sweet amour
She came out with a lion's
Yelling, "I'm to the corner store,
Be at quarter to four"
"Don't your pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden the days of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick brick floor
Lionel Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave to a snaggle tooth boar
Who breat right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Checkers with Skeletor
And camping with Eva Gabor
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
And she's home
I got a picture of her by the seashore
Wearing a made of purple velour
Her up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
With the of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and downs like an
But inside she's a marshmellow smore
Can bake a cake as big as
Either or, nor
She'll share it your Labrador
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend
Can make a pipe out of an apple
That's a trick she learned 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 3-ft lure
Sexually, made me insecure
the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you don't eat no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we took a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We made Love Du
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she came
She likes to out the attic every now and then
She's knit me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna watch a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my third grade
She'll keep 'em on even though way too small
Well, she ain't gonna hurt me
She ain't gonna let me down
She never gonna tell nobody
I'm afraid of birds and
Well,





And she Pat Summerall