Luyện nghe bài hát Cajun Rage

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

And she shake 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, come on, on won't you dance for me

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

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

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

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

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

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

the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
Put yer belly in the
the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)

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

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

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

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

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

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

the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
Couchez
Dat's the tango
With yer belly in the

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