Luyện nghe bài hát Camarillo Brillo (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-31-77)

She had that brillo
Flamin' out her head,
I her Mendocino bean-o
By where some bugs had it red

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

She said she was a Magic
And she could a mean Tarot
And carried on a comma
That she was someone I should

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 come in
(I come in right then...)

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

Well, I was born to adventure
So I just up the steps
Right past her fuming stencher
To she hung her castanets

She away her rancid poncho
And laid out by the door
We did it we were un-concho
And it was useless any

She had a for a pet
And an
And she was a dwarf
But she done yet
She had gray-green
A with a pin
I her she was alright
But I come in
(actually, I was busy then)

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

Well, I was born to adventure
So I just up the steps
Right her fuming incense stencher
To where she her castanets

She said she was a Mama
And she could throw a mean
And carried on a comma
she was someone I should know

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