Luyện nghe bài hát Boobs

(spoken)
(Alright now, this is a little love song for ya.)

People at honky-tonk,
about to drive me insane.
To you the truth, my darlin',
you're the only I came.

But beauty's so distractin',
it don't lead to my demise.
Can you please your boobs
to stop at my eyes.

playing crummy rap music,
and ain't even a band.
Ah, And I even be here,
but you my heart in your hands.
(Yes you do, baby.)

So before I my cool,
and start actin' like them dirty guys,
would you please tell boobs
to lookin' at my eyes.

(rap-style: Yo there, brother, giving' you a shout.
Got the bitches in stitches, and we're all out.
Lookin' good in the hood, you what it's all about.)

(Shoot rapper, and let the guitar player play.)

If it for the alcohol,
I be quoting Voltair.
But with that cute bod' of yours,
I can't do but stare.

go to your place, baby,
stay up and the sun rise.
But please tell your boobs
to stop at my eyes.

be your sex object.
I'll be good ol' boy toy.
have the perfect redneck wedding,
then a bundle of joy.

And somewhere the road
we'll look back and laugh about this night.
I said, "Tell your boobs
to lookin' at my eyes."

Yeah, later the road
we'll look back and laugh about this night.
(Yes we will.)
Right now won't you tell boobs
to stop at my eyes.

(ending: repeat 3 times)
out your boobsies
Stick out your
out your boobs now