Luyện nghe bài hát Boobs

(spoken)
(Alright now, this is a little modern-day song for ya.)

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

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

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

So I lose my cool,
and start actin' like other dirty guys,
would you please tell your
to stop at my eyes.

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

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

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

Let's go to place, baby,
stay up and the sun rise.
But first please tell boobs
to lookin' at my eyes.

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

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

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

(ending: 3 more times)
Stick out your
Stick out your
Stick out your now