Luyện nghe bài hát Cajun Rage

Met a ragin' Cajun down in
And her dress said her name was Hannah
In her button shoes we do it to and fro
She said, "Do you know and forwards
It's all the same like ya say my name"

And then she it, I can't mistake it
It's pure poetry the way she moves ya
Now she's shakin' for me, allons danser, cherie
Come on, on, come on won't you dance for me

Oh yeah, doin' the rage
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the rage
(What you it?)

We do the rage
(What you say?)
the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)

Called the rage
fandango
That the King 'a'
Now the rage

And it's incantations right across the
Gone from town to town, to state
Ya just take the moves, ya get rhythm and blues
Ya put yer one foot back the bottom around

To that sound, it get you shakin', keeps ya achin'
ya doin' it right it's pure poetry so do it for me
Allons danser, petit
Come on, on, come on won't you dance for me

We do the Cajun
(What you it?)
We do the Cajun
(What you say?)

Doin' the Cajun
(Yeah, yeah)
Put yer in the rumba
Doin' the Cajun
(Whoa, yeah)

That's a kind 'a'
Called the Cajun
No do se do, no and toe

Now the two-step craze has turned the
With that new old dance called the rage
Now I'm way outta
And I feel so fine, so

She ya can't do that
In your hat
Put the hoe down,
cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah

Doin' the Cajun
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the rage
(What you it?)

We do the rage
(What you say?)
Doin' the Cajun
(Whoa, yeah)
the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)

We do the rage
(What you it?)
We do the rage
(What you say?)

Doin' the rage
(Whoa, yeah)
Couchez
Dat's the tango
With yer in the rhumba

Lotta hip shakin',
the kinda rockin'
That's a 'a' Samba
With the nude
Ya that's gotta
Be the Cajun