Luyện nghe bài hát Charlemagne in Sweatpants

When holding then the streetlamps, they seem an awful lot like spotlights
Yeah, sometimes Charlemagne uptight
numbers between bars, running girls between the cars
And sometimes Charlemagne alright, alright, alright

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

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

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

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

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