Luyện nghe bài hát Back In The Laundromat

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

I found dollars on the street.
Bought myself a to eat.
I the check, left the tip.
I found I had a 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 they my ass out
the fifth it came up.
I was walking the street,
still my ass off.
and a lookin' in the
windows I'm passin'.
Admiring my
and my bad assin'.
But as I pass that
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 face, posey blue eyes,
twenty pounds extra, my size.
TV Guide Magazine, it absorbedly.
Sitting unwomanly, she see
what I could see; her Bermudas,
of silk 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 rope me the fatted calf
in the back, of the laundromat.