Luyện nghe bài hát Bristol Hotel

I know a fat girl, she wears a skirt
You give her twenty dollars and you can do
She'll food stamps 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 sellin' her rump
a hot little momma and she works every day
If you wanna pay to play, here's she stays
at the

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

I seen her there, slutty as could be
Offering the putty for a fee
Every red light come over to your ride
Or standin' in the doorway tellin' you to come inside

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

The in the Bristol
all in cahoots
He asleep and got robbed
And cold his face at the

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

people check the story, 'cos the story is ill
It's the of two men, one Harold, one Bill
They inside the Bristol on a Saturday night
Harold was but Bill felt uptight

The girlies made but Harold played it cool
ever rush, that's the golden rule
I been comin' to the ten years of my life
A-yo, what the hell? Yo, man my wife

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

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

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

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

The Bristol
The Bristol
The Hotel
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