Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Red Hot

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Every Of My Heart
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I met her in a little cafe
Legs a young giraffe
She was sitting reading
Not working class

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

Hey boys, a look
Stop a at fifty feet
Matching hair, matching and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in
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running through her veins
A radical from to toe
The record that she ever played
Was "just a rolling stone"

We started talking by the
Her lips get to mine
We started dancing all the room
Helped by a bottle of

Hey boys,
even know her name
One night in Paris, with a girl that
Never home again
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Red hot in

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

Took a along the avenue
So in love and so
My was leaving in half an hour
What would you done in my shoes?

Hey boys, so you see
Couldn't get her outa my
My regards to the folks back
Gonna spend some with red
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