Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Beatrice

Hangin' with my amour
She came out with a roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the store,"
Be back at quarter to
"Don't slam you in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the of yore
out at Studio 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, brick 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
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And went camping Eva Gabor
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And, coming home
I got a of her down by the seashore
a bikini made of purple velour
Her up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
With the of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and the downs like an
But deep inside she's a s'more
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
Either/or,
She'll it with your Labrador
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the and his friend Eeyore
Can make a pipe out of an apple
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she's home
Well, for sure, she opened the
Whipped out a fishing lure
Sexually, that made me feel
Like the time I was a
On John's tour
She said "Let's go catch Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you eat fish no more"
She "By G-d, you're right!"
So we took a snore
And when we up 10 hours later
We "Love Du Jour"
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she came
She likes to out the attic every now and then
She's gonna knit me a new golfing bag
We gonna watch a John Wayne movie
we gonna free all the doggies at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
She'll 'em on even though they're way to small
Well, she never gonna hurt me
She ain't never gonna let me
She ain't never tell nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,






And she Pat Summerall