Luyện nghe bài hát Gigolo

I'm if I think I say, baby
I wouldn't lie for a day, no
Oh, if I had, baby, if I had your
I don't believe I steal, no no

If I smell, touch and feel, yes
The crackling crispness,
The evil newness of your money, money,
Of your money, money,

I know I never so low, so low
To lace your shoes, baby, your shoes
And brush clothes, no
And wash windows and make your plants grow
If I had your money, oh money, lovely money, yes,
Yeah, yeah on

But you, you it all so very clear to me
That you think, you think my postulations, oh
But you on paying, baby
And I keep on praying, baby, for money, for your money

I a friend who tells me daily, yeah daily
you're a bitch, baby, and not a lady
She you're sour and I send her flowers
With money, with your money, oh yeah

Oh, so beware and lock your strong
Before its existence makes you a tomb, oh, to die in
That's dark and chilling, that your meanness
Not your money, baby, not your
Baby, not money, baby yes