Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Red Hot

Rod
Every Of My Heart
Red Hot In
I met her in a little cafe
Legs like a young
She was sitting Baudelaire
Not exactly class

She had a in St. Michel
around her waist
Che Guevara all the wall
She can't stand the sun on her

Hey boys, a look
a train at fifty feet
Matching hair, clothes and eyes
Kinda a tiger in heat
Red hot in
Red hot in

Revolution through her veins
A radical from to toe
The only record that she played
Was "just like a stone"

We started by the candlelight
Her lips get to mine
We started all around the room
Helped by a of wine

Hey boys,
Didn't know her name
One night in Paris, with a girl like
Never going again
Red hot in
Red hot in

Oh my, I woke up
She'd already gone out to her
My was aching and my back was scratched
I've never, never, known a night like that

Took a walk the avenue
So in love and so
My plane was leaving in an hour
What would you have done in my

Hey boys, so you see
Couldn't get her my head
My to the folks back home
Gonna spend some with red
Red hot in
Red hot in