Luyện nghe bài hát Desperate - Rado

Back in the muther saddle
My six shooter and I'm lookin for a battle
Out on the plains I'm a loner
My saddle horn rubs and yo it's givin me a boner
I got of annie oakley
But that buck toothed tramp in that town she broke me
And we didn't even
I gave my gold tooth 'n gold nugget to get my dick sucked
3 days out on the
And I'd kill for a cheap whore and a barrel of cold
I need a for a service
I a peak at the shiip and they all run away nervous
Man I get my rocks off
'cause my wranglers don't fit right unless my soft
nights by the fire me a trigger.....go figure
(chorus)i'm a rado
Didn't any practice
A desperate
Got a like a cactus
Now I drift through the desert like a coyote
Horny as a toad trippin off
Holdin uptrains and goods by the sack
I'm known thru out the west as the pie eyed
And to the law I'm no
I'm wanted dead or 'cause I shot the lone ranger
And then tonto to get down
So I boned his slit he's throat and then I skipped town
the way I run my show
Paint red
Fuck hoes and I lay low
I know you I'm archaic
But my dick's like a
I see pussy and slay it
Out on the plains it gets
Sometimes I feel
New
New no one knows me
Guns in my holster
U see my face in each nailed to a pole on a poster
I'm always lookin for the buck
Then always blowin my cash on a with a big butt
Some say my head's
em....i'm just a
(chorus ii)desperate
thru the bad lands
A desperate
Tokin down with all the
A rado
take much practice
A rado
Got a like a cactus
Now I fuck whores by the up ten fold on any fellow
In any town I can be found at the local
Never yellow never chicken for my spurs draggin,
And I'm kickin dust you better circle up the wagons
So when I rip thru your town don't be
Just tip your hat and tex walkin
'cause I'm a gun slingin top
with me and you'll go out like custer at his last stand
I'm a low down
If you leave me alone with mother then I'll fuck her too
'cause I'm a nomad
And morals in upbringing is that I never had
Known as the ruff ridin
A bad from the day of my inception.
And I was raised in the poor
My mother kicked me out so she could start a whore
Now since the day I the corral
I've been on a quest for the plant called mescal
'cause pale once pulled me aside
And told me high was the best way to ride...
(chorus iii)now I'm a desperate
lookin for a fight
A rado
Puffin on a peace
I'm a rado
On the run the law
A desperate baddest one you ever saw