Luyện nghe bài hát Bollywood

I was trippin' at my portfolio
Wonderin' how I was make enough dough, you know
Called up a friend who wrote for 'One Tree and 'Jericho'
He had a job for me and check it, a four-letter company
(Get it on, get it on)

Hey, I got a for you
How 'bout you let me keep my as a scorer?
Record sales are shrinkin', I'm poorer
I got a kid to feed, how 'bout you cut a with me?

Ha, hey, look, Liz, we see you as a
We've been you since day one and that's an oddity

And after a series of calls to the great publishing houses
O Ursa Minor, I reached my representative who out the
(Contract)
From the Cabinet
(On microfiche)
In the form of tablets made of

(Then he said)
"Let me see, it's here in my
Oh, shit, you're twenty older
Still hot but a lot colder
And you wanna cut a what me?"

"Lemme you how it's done here in the Hollywood
Maybe you was you was in the Bollywood
If I break the rule, you know I probably could"
(C-B-S has R-E-S-P-E-C-T)
(C-B-S has R-E-S-P-E-C-T)

"Liz, I'd to help you out
But we have what we Standards & Practices"

"In legal terms, we're to this as a recoupable interest
In an compositions on vinyl, plastic, digital
And all airwaves for a period
Of no less six or nine years, in all territories of the Earth
The solar and the known universe"

And I
"Listen here, my dear Roni
you give me no phoney-baloney
This is not 'My First Pretty
Don't you you're fuckin' with me?"

"Oh, a bad day for the pool boy
Come to clean and you, boy
down and feet turnin' blue, boy
Now your eyes are closed, you finally have the to see"

all mine
It's all
It's all
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