Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sweet Beatrice , by - Adam Sandler. Song from the album What's Your Name?, in the genre ПопRelease date: 04.09.1997
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Sweet Beatrice |
| Hanging with my sweet amour |
| She came out with a lion’s roar |
| Yelling, «I'm going to the corner store, |
| Be back at quarter to four» |
| «Don't slam your pinkies in the drawer» |
| She can be like a maiden from the days of yore |
| Hanging out at Studio 54 |
| Break dancing on the slick brick disco floor |
| With Lionel Richie |
| Who, by the way, was a Commodore |
| One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar |
| Who couldn’t breat right since the Vietnam War |
| Then she played Chinese Checkers with Skeletor |
| And went camping with Eva Gabor |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| And she’s coming home |
| I got a picture of her down by the seashore |
| Wearing a bikini made of purple velour |
| Her hair’s up like Conway Twitty’s pompadour |
| With the smile of Guy LeFleur |
| She got the ups and downs like an elevator |
| But deep inside she’s a marshmellow smore |
| Can bake a cake as big as Jupitor |
| Either or, Neithor nor |
| She’ll share it with your Labrador |
| She can run faster than a blazing meteor |
| Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend Eeyore |
| Can make a pipe out of an apple core |
| That’s a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish |
| Down in Ecuador |
| You know why? |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| And she’s coming home |
| Well, for sure she opened the door |
| Whipped out a 3-ft fishing lure |
| Sexually, that made me insecure |
| Like the time I was a roadie |
| On Elton John’s tour |
| She said, «Let's go catch some Piscatore!» |
| I said, «Beatrice, you don’t eat fish no more.» |
| She said, «By God, you’re right!» |
| So we took ourselves a snore |
| And when we woke up 10 hours later |
| We made Love Du Jour |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| She’s my sweet Beatrice |
| And she came home |
| She likes to clean out the attic every now and then |
| She’s gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag |
| We gonna watch ourselves a John Wayne movie |
| Then we gonna free all the doggies at the kennel |
| She gonna try on my third grade mittens |
| She’ll keep 'em on even though they’re way too small |
| Well, she ain’t never gonna hurt me She ain’t never gonna let me down |
| She ain’t never gonna tell nobody |
| I’m afraid of birds and spiders |
| Well, Bea-bea-bea-beatrice |
| Bea-bea-bea-beatrice |
| Bea-bea-bea-beatrice |
| Bea-bea-bea-beatrice |
| Bea-bea-bea-beatrice |
| Bea-bea-bea-beatrice |
| And she loves Pat Summerall |