Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my amour
She came out with a roar
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't your pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the days of
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick disco floor
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't right since the Vietnam War
she played Chinese Checkers with Skeletor
And went with Eva Gabor
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's coming
I got a picture of her down by the
Wearing a bikini made of velour
Her up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and downs like an
But deep inside she's a marshmellow
Can bake a cake as big as
or, Neithor nor
She'll share it with your
She can run faster than a blazing
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an apple
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's coming
Well, for she opened the door
Whipped out a 3-ft fishing
Sexually, that made me
Like the I was a roadie
On John's tour
She said, "Let's go catch 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 Love Du Jour
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
And she came
She likes to out the attic every now and then
She's gonna knit me a new golfing bag
We watch ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna free all the at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on though they're way too small
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't never let me down
She never gonna tell nobody
I'm afraid of birds and
Well,





And she Pat Summerall