Luyện nghe bài hát Choosey Mama

Well I down to the market square get myself some fruits and nuts
I saw a lady this real lady waitin for the mornin bus
So skipped on cross the lot
Say what yo name how some lunch, she say
"No man you'll do"

She was a choosey mama, choosey mama, choosey
A choosey mama, she's dressed to go to dinner
But she never to eat

along with the Vinxmon, oh I love my job

So I slipped town to the record store, get myself tickets for the show
I saw that lady, that same lady browsin thru the rock 'n roll
So made my way to her "excuse me mam"
I was so polite, "Why do you me so nastily"
She say "Man you're not my type"

She was a choosey mama, choosey mama, mama
A mama, she's always dressed to go to dinner
But she never to eat

So I went down to the venice beach, do time on my tan
And there go that lady that so fine lyin nekid in the sand
So got me hat and Coppertone, ask if I could rub her
Well she just smile and then she grab some
And it in my eye

She was a choosey mama, choosey mama, choosey
A choosey mama, she's always to go to dinner
But she never to eat