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 French
like a young giraffe
She was sitting Baudelaire
Not exactly working

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

Hey boys, what a
Stop a train at fifty
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 like a stone"

We talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer to
We started all around the room
by a bottle of wine

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

Oh my, when I up
She'd already out to her work
My head was and my back was scratched
I've never, never, never known a night that

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

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