Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Frank

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

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

Dirty
Frank, yeah
Dirty
Dirty Frank,

it clean, keeps it copasetic
The little boys and girls, heads are all collected
Not crazy, per se
a little strange when he gets hungry

City, state, your town, he will
Stadiums, tiny clubs, every
His bus, your
There another turned into crust

Dirty
Frank, yeah
Dirty
Dirty Frank,

Middle of the night, we're stopped, the freeway
Frank's shoveling to bury the
sunk, he's drunk
Now he's gonna drive, I'm in my bunk

The band all knows, too afraid to mention
Don't to be part of Frank's luncheon
Lose weight, be
Where's Mike
My god, been ate

Dirty
Dirty Frank,
Dirty
Frank, yeah

Dirty
Dirty Frank,
Frank
Dirty Frank,

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

Okay, I think enough