Luyện nghe bài hát Charlemagne in Sweatpants

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

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

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

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

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

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