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 giraffe
She was sitting reading
Not exactly working

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

Hey boys, a look
Stop a train at fifty
hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda a tiger in heat
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running through her veins
A radical head to toe
The only record that she played
Was "just a rolling stone"

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

Hey boys,
Didn't even her name
One night in Paris, a girl like that
Never home again
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Oh my, I woke up
She'd already gone out to her
My head was aching and my was scratched
I've never, never, never known a night like

Took a walk the avenue
So in and so confused
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 regards to the folks back
Gonna spend time with red
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