Luyện nghe bài hát Charlemagne in Sweatpants

When he's holding then the streetlamps, they seem an lot like spotlights
Yeah, Charlemagne gets uptight
Running between bars, running girls between the cars
And sometimes Charlemagne feels alright, alright,

Charlemagne had eyes like a lover
Last winter there was weather and his just iced right over
Cassanova's in the corner and he's for a dance
Speed shooters driving 'round and coming down and trying to hook up with an ramp

Tramps like us and we tramps
Charlemagne's got in his sweatpants

Holly was supposed to be at CCD but she was walking around on shady
She was looking around for something she could up to a party
And it's not she's enslaved, it's more like she's enthralled
She don't need it but she likes it so she always makes that

First it makes her feel tall, then it makes her feel small and it's all a sweet fleeting
did the "been caught stealing" into "dancing on the ceiling"
And you're damn we danced
got something in his sweatpants

Do you want me to tell it like it's boy meets and the rest is history, or do you want it like a murder mystery?
I'm gonna tell it like a story
'Cause when we left we were defeated and depressed and when we arrived we were high
We had a gun in the glove box, we had sweet stuff tucked into our socks, and Jesus Christ in all His glory