Luyện nghe bài hát Cameo

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

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

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

Cameo,
Cameo,

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

He would whisper, "White Man with forked tongue"
Before he was finished talking, 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 leather racing jacket
Zipped open so you could check out
His tanned and his clean-shaved pecs
And the turquoise jewelry dangling his neck

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

Cameo,
Cameo,