Luyện nghe bài hát Bristol Hotel

I a fat girl, she wears a orange skirt
You her twenty dollars and you can do work
She'll take food and a traveler's cheque
Because her and her face, and her life's a wreck

She wears a bright wig, some high heeled pumps
She's down in the dumps so she's her rump
She's a hot momma and she works every day
If you wanna pay to play, here's where she
at the

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
Where at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

I seen her there, slutty as could be
the putty for a itty-bitty fee
Every red light she'll come to your ride
Or she's in the doorway tellin' you to come inside

The Bristol 'cos it ain't no thing
And her meat tastes better than Burger
Japanese in three-piece suits
Glasses all foggy they come in the place

The girlies in the
They're all in
He fell asleep and got
And cold his face at the

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
that at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

Party people the story, 'cos the story is ill
the story of two men, one Harold, one Bill
They went inside the Bristol on a night
Harold was cool but Bill uptight

The made attempts but Harold played it cool
Never ever rush, the golden rule
I been to the Bristol's ten years of my life
A-yo, what the hell? Yo, man that's my

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
Where at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

You see, a Bristol girl is a one of a
And if you know her enough, she won't make you stand on line
She'll let you inside, you pay for the ride
Take off her pants and it smells like somebody died

You say "What the heck", you already paid
Not knowin' that the guy that went before you had
Bang boogie, she was so amusin'
Next week you're at the clinic gettin' blood
At the

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
Where at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

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