Luyện nghe bài hát Camarillo Brillo (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-28-77 / Show 1)

She had that Camarillo
Flamin' out her head,
I mean her bean-o
By where some had made it red

She ruled the Toads of the Short
And every in Idaho
And every who had chorused
By the in Buffalo

She she was a Magic Mama
And she throw a mean Tarot
And on without a comma
That she was someone I know

She had a for a pet
And an
And she was a dwarf
But she wasn't yet
She had gray-green
A with a pin
I told her she was
But I come in
(I couldn't in right then...)

And so she wandered the doorway
like a shadow from the tomb
She her stereo was four-way
And I'd love it in her room

Well, I was born to have
So I followed up the steps
Right past her fuming stencher
To where she her castanets

She stripped away her rancid
And out naked by the door
We did it till we un-concho
And it was any more

She had a for a pet
And an
And she was breeding a
But she wasn't yet
She had gray-green
A doll a pin
I her she was alright
But I couldn't in
(actually, I was very then)

And so she through the doorway
Just like a shadow from the
She said her was four-way
And I'd just it in her room

Well, I was born to have
So I followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense
To where she her castanets

She said she was a Magic
And she could throw a Tarot
And carried on without a
she was someone I should know

(Is that a poncho, I mean
Is that a Mexican poncho or is a Sears poncho?
Hmmm... no fooling...)