Luyện nghe bài hát High C Cherrie

She's one of those Sunday walkers
Who searches down the dick
So comes, speak this way, baby
Ain't no tongue, some kinda a

So shake that kick, ooh, shake that
Shavin' underarms
I got my eyes on your
If I could just get your on my balls

Hello C Cherrie
Would you bring it on here
I got a big jet Cadillac
Parked out in the rear

I'd you twenty-five heathens
To serve you a six of Rollin' Thunder Beer
Say that enough, Cherrie
To it in you

My, my, the with rolls
the way talk
(High C)
You must admit heaven sent
For big boys

Hey I'm on the corner taken
Hey baby, I can my own
(Cherrie)
me on C Street, baby
Hey, little girl, you an ice cream cone

Hello, High C
that trash over here
I got a big jet black
parked out back in the rear

I'd give you heathens
To serve you a six pack of Thunder Beer
Say that enough, Cherrie
To it in you

Hey, baby, are you with
Are you really on your way
(Cherrie)
Would you make it with a poor
Would you let this dog you his bone

I don't mean to be
But I know I'd shove you on the ground
(Hell ya)
How can a man
Adjust to havin' you

Hello, High C
Shake that trash over
I got a big jet black
parked out back in the rear

I'd give you twenty-five
To serve you a six of Rollin' Thunder Beer
Say ain't enough, Cherrie
To it in you

Hello, High C
Would you it on over here
I got a big jet Cadillac
out back in the rear

I'll you twenty-five heathens
To serve you a six of Rollin' Thunder Beer
Say that enough, Cherrie
Hey, is that enough,

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,