Luyện nghe bài hát Down Home Girl

Lord I swear, the perfume you
Is made out of turnip
And every time that I you girl
It tastes like and beans

Even though wearin' them
Citified heels
I can tell by your steps
That you've been walkin' cotton fields

Oh, you're some down girl

Your shoes are green, your is red
And your wiggy head is blue
But underneath all of mess
Well, the same old messy you

You're sittin' there in that chair
Just drinkin' like a movie star
ya oughta be sittin' on a sidewalk
Drinkin' lightnin', out of a jelly jar

Oh, you're down home girl

in your pretty cheeks
And in your knees
You by and baby I
Can smell magnolia

You me you're from New York, baby
But I know from way down South
I can hear a Mississippi
Evey time you up your mouth

Oh, some down home girl
Oh, you're some down girl