Luyện nghe bài hát Cameo

He his name was
Cameo,
He said his was
Cameo,

He said his name was
He danced a nasty, funk-style
He drove a red '67 GTO
He liked to let his Elvis-style grow

He was a black belt with skills
He spoke slow, choosing that could kill
Honest people didn't to fear him
But do not cross Native American

Cameo,
Cameo,

He his name was
Cameo,
He said his was
Cameo,

He whisper, "White Man speak with forked tongue"
Before he was talking, you'd be going down
He'd repeat, "White Man with forked tongue"
And by that time you'd be long dead and buried in the

Cameo,
Cameo,

I his name was
Cameo,
He his name was
Cameo,

He wore a white leather jacket
Zipped wide open so you could out
His tanned body and his pecs
And the turquoise jewelry dangling his neck

He his name was
Cameo,
He said his was
Cameo,

Cameo,
Cameo,