Luyện nghe bài hát Back In The Laundromat

(OR: An inebreated and inbred white male is smitten by an overweight white woman he sees while passing the Fluff'n Fold Coin Op Laundry.)

I found five on the street.
Bought myself a to eat.
I paid the check, the tip.
I found I had a left,
so I put four in the
in the corner,
and I E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9,
and put my on the box
to hear it ten times-goin
"Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie.
boogie.
boogie."

Well juggled my ass out
the fifth time it up.
I was down the street,
still my ass off.
Walkin' and a in the
windows I'm passin'.
my reflection
and my bad assin'.
But as I pass laundromat
I got to stop I been hit.

Way in the back, way in the back,
in the back, of the laundromat.
Way in the back, way in the back,
way in the back, of the laundromat.
I'm gonna rope me the calf
in the back, of the laundromat.

There sat a with her hair in a net.
She had a smoke white face, blue eyes,
twenty pounds extra, my size.
TV Guide Magazine, it absorbedly.
Sitting unwomanly, she see
what I see; her yellow Bermudas,
thighs of like a golden sunrise
on a sea of milk....
Well I got my comb, laid my hair slick.
I walked on in, I was shit....

Way in the back, way in the back,
in the back, of the laundromat.
Way in the back, way in the back,
in the back, of the laundromat.
I'm gonna rope me the fatted
in the back, of the laundromat.