Luyện nghe bài hát Dinosaur

words & by Bob Corbin
pub. by Music, Inc.(ASCAP)

Hey man, them high heel sneakers
And they sure don't look like shoes
And that ain't rock 'n roll you're
And it sure sound like rythmn and blues
You sing a about makin' love to your sister
Well I I'd rather hear Johnny B. Goode
And what's that you've got on your face Mister
Is there I don't know that I should
And I I'm a
(Chorus)

Should've died out a long before
Have pity on a
Hand me my hat, excuse me M'amBbut where's the
Used to be, I had a lot of fun in the
I to the jukebox and tried to stay out of fights
And now and then a sweet young in a red dress
All gussied up, man a sight....and you know that
Flashing lights sure make me
And the music's very to my ear
It looks they turned Smokey Joe's into a spaceship
I'll be just as soon as I finish my beer
And I be a
(Repeat chorus)
I had a dream, put me in a museum
up beside the dinosaurs
And at my feet lay the fender of my old
And it read Link....1964
And I be a
(Repeat chorus)