Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Beatrice

Hangin' with my amour
She came out with a lion's
Yellin' "I'm to the corner store,"
Be back at quarter to
"Don't you pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
Hangin' out at 54
on the slick, brick disco floor
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And went camping Eva Gabor
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And, coming home
I got a picture of her by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and the downs an elevator
But deep inside a marshmallow s'more
Can bake a cake as big as
Either/or,
share it with your Labrador
She can run faster than a meteor
Loves Winnie the and his friend Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an core
That's a trick she learned from Roberto
in Ecuador
You know
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's home
Well, for sure, she the door
Whipped out a three-foot lure
Sexually, that me feel insecure
the time I was a roadie
On John's tour
She "Let's go catch some Piscatore!"
I "Beatrice, you don't eat fish no more"
She "By G-d, you're right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We "Love Du Jour"
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she came
She to clean 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 free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my grade mittens
keep 'em on even though they're way to small
Well, she ain't gonna hurt me
She ain't never gonna let me
She ain't gonna tell nobody
I'm of birds and spiders
Well,






And she loves Pat