Luyện nghe bài hát Cameo

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

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

He was a belt loaded with skills
He spoke slow, choosing words that could
Honest didn't need to fear him
But do not cross that American

Cameo,
Cameo,

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

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

Cameo,
Cameo,

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

He wore a white leather racing
Zipped wide open so you check out
His tanned body and his pecs
And the jewelry dangling from his neck

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

Cameo,
Cameo,