Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Frank

Dirty Frank Dahmer, a gourmet cook
Got a recipe for anglo-saxon
Wanted a pass, so she
Now the little groupie's getting up in the back

I got a cupboard full of fleshy ingredients
Very careful, at the same time quite
Eats meat, a
Bus driving's harder on head than on your feet

Dirty
Dirty Frank,
Dirty
Frank, yeah

Keeps it clean, keeps it
The little and girls, their heads are all collected
Not crazy, per se
Just a little strange when he gets

City, state, town, he will continue
Stadiums, tiny clubs, venue
His bus, trust
goes another turned into crust

Dirty
Frank, yeah
Dirty
Frank, yeah

Middle of the night, we're stopped, the shoulder
Frank's shoveling to the leftovers
sunk, he's drunk
Now he's drive, I'm hiding in my bunk

The band all knows, we're too afraid to
Don't want to be part of luncheon
Lose weight, be
Mike McCready?
My god, been ate

Frank
Dirty Frank,
Frank
Dirty Frank,

Dirty
Frank, yeah
Dirty
Frank, yeah

Why that dirty Frank was a bad
Shut mouth
Hey man, I'm talking about Dirty Frank

Okay, I that's enough