Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my amour
She came out with a lion's
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be at quarter to four"
"Don't your pinkies in the drawer"
She can be a maiden from the days of yore
out at Studio 54
Break dancing on the slick brick disco
With Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle boar
Who couldn't breat since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with
And went with Eva Gabor
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
And coming home
I got a of her down by the seashore
a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and downs like an
But deep she's a marshmellow smore
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
Either or, nor
She'll it with your Labrador
She can run faster than a blazing
Winnie the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
Can make a out of an apple core
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And coming home
Well, for sure she the door
Whipped out a 3-ft lure
Sexually, made me insecure
Like the I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you eat fish no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And when we woke up 10 later
We Love Du Jour
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she home
She likes to clean out the attic every now and
She's gonna me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we free all the doggies 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 never gonna let me down
She ain't gonna tell nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,





And she loves Pat