Luyện nghe bài hát Back In The Laundromat

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

I found five on the street.
myself 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 hear it ten times-goin
"Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie.
boogie.
boogie."

Well juggled my ass out
the time it came up.
I was down the street,
still my ass off.
and a lookin' in the
windows I'm passin'.
my reflection
and my bad assin'.
But as I that 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 rope me the fatted calf
in the back, of the laundromat.

There sat a woman her hair in a net.
She had a smoke white face, posey eyes,
pounds extra, just my size.
TV Magazine, reading 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 me the fatted calf
in the back, of the laundromat.