Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Louise

Cherokee Louise is in this tunnel
In the Bridge
crawling on our knees
We've got flashlights and
We've got cold cuts the fridge

Last year this time
We used to climb up in the
to sway there in some breeze
Now the cops on the
They Cherokee Louise

like to talk
Tongues are waggin' over
over phones
All their doors are
God she even come to our own house
But I where she'll go

To the place you can stand
And press your like it was bubble bath
In dust piled as me, down under the street
My friend poor Louise

Ever we turned 13
It's like a minefield to the door
Going out you get the 3rd
And comin' in you get the 3rd War

Tuesday school
We put our on the rails
And when the train by
We were 'round like fools
Goin', "Look, no or tails"
Goin', "Look, my prize"

She runs home to her dad
He up a zipper
And he her to her knees
Oh please be here,
My friend Cherokee Louise

Cherokee Louise is in this tunnel
In the Broadway
We're on our knees
I've got and Silver Screen
I know she is

The place where you can
And press your like it was bubble bath
In piled high as me, down under the street
My poor Cherokee Louise, oh Cherokee Louise

Cherokee
Louise
Cherokee
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