Luyện nghe bài hát Back In The Laundromat

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

I found dollars on the street.
Bought a bite to eat.
I the check, left the tip.
I I had a dollar left,
so I put quarters in the
in the corner,
and I E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9,
and put my on the box
to it play ten times-goin
"Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie.
boogie.
boogie."

Well juggled my ass out
the fifth time it up.
I was down the street,
singing my ass off.
Walkin' and a in the
windows I'm passin'.
Admiring my
and my bad assin'.
But as I that laundromat
I got to stop 'cause I 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 fatted
in the back, of the laundromat.

There sat a woman her hair in a net.
She had a smoke white face, posey eyes,
twenty extra, just my size.
TV Magazine, reading it absorbedly.
Sitting unwomanly, she see
what I could her yellow Bermudas,
thighs of like a golden sunrise
on a sea of milk....
Well I got my comb, my hair back slick.
I on in, I was badder'n 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.