Luyện nghe bài hát Bollywood

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

Hey, I got a for you
How you let me keep my profits as a scorer?
sales are shrinkin', I'm gettin' 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 with you day one and that's an oddity

And after a series of phone calls to the great houses
O Minor, I reached my representative who pulled out the
(Contract)
the File Cabinet
(On microfiche)
In the form of made of stone

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

"Lemme tell you how it's here in the Hollywood
you was thinkin' you was in the Bollywood
If I wanna 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 love to you out
But we what we call Standards & Practices"

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

And I
"Listen here, my dear little
Don't you me no phoney-baloney
is not 'My First Pretty Pony'
Don't you know fuckin' with me?"

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

all mine
It's all
all mine
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