Luyện nghe bài hát Carey

The is in from Africa
Last I couldn't sleep
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave Carey
But really not my home
My are filthy
I've got beach tar on my
And I miss my clean white and my fancy French cologne

Oh get out your cane (Carey get out your cane)
And I'll put on some (I'll put on some silver)
Oh a mean old Daddy, but I like you fine

Come on to the Mermaid Cafe
And I will buy you a of wine
And we'll laugh and to nothing and
Smash our glasses down
Let's have a round for these freaks and soldiers
A for these friends of mine
Let's have round for the bright red devil, who
Keeps me in tourist town

Come on Carey get out cane (Carey get out your cane)
And I'll put on some silver (I'll put on silver)
Oh you're a old Daddy, but I like you
I like you, I you, I like you

Maybe go to Amsterdam
Or maybe I'll go to
And rent me a grand piano and put flowers 'round my room
But let's not about fare-thee-wells now
The night is a dome
And they're that scratchy rock and roll
Beneath the Moon

Come on Carey get out cane (Carey get out your cane)
And I'll put on some (I'll put on some silver)
You're a mean old Daddy, but I you

The wind is in from
Last night I sleep
Oh, you know it is hard to leave here, but it's
not my home
Maybe been too long a time since I was
Scramblin' down in the
Now got me used to that clean white linen and that
Fancy French

Oh Carey, get out your cane (Carey get out cane)
I'll put on my silver (I'll put on some silver)
We'll go to the Cafe, have fun tonight
I said, oh, you're a old Daddy, but you're out of sight