Luyện nghe bài hát Flinty Kind Of Woman

It's a small town and I like it
'Cause the bad don't get in way
There's an god, they're gonna strike it
that's what we pay him for, that's why we pray

Well I guess the angry God he was
When Molly me up with the news
Within the space of a week yeah, a pervert or a sex
Let the take a peek, that's more than a little cheek

No pun intended,
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty of woman
And you don't act and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go

Well was no time fooling with the trifles
So was no use in telling the men
would just go running for their rifles
And then once you got him get him again

So peg got a bolt of fishing
And Marge got her clips
And Sally put her hound on a leash
And the timer on the quiche, kind of nouveau riche

But we like her,
Going east of got a flinty kind of woman
And you act fresh and you don't touch my children
If the young man to see the sun go down

It was the kids who him a running
As we through the harbor fog
And that's we got our engines gunning
we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog

We got our hip-high boots strapped on
And molly got the big out
And by the welcome to new England
Got him with the line in the dark smell of brine
Betty this one is mine

She is ruthless,
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty of woman
And you just say no and you touch my children
If the man wants to see the sun go down

Well we have to drag him and a-jail him
'Cause you don't to take it so far
When roots go back to old Salem
And you've got a local of the Dar

And now I don't go tooting on my
'Cause your pride doesn't go with your
But it's a victory won and it be done
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky

Braless wonders,
Going east of Mississippi got a kind of woman
And you know place and you don't touch my children
If the young man to see the sun go down
If the young man wants to see the sun go