Luyện nghe bài hát High C Cherrie

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

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

Hello High C
Would you bring it on here
I got a big jet black
out back 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 you're heaven
For big boys

Hey I'm on the taken [Incomprehensible]
Hey baby, I can my own
(Cherrie)
Meet me on C Street,
Hey, girl, you want an ice cream cone

Hello, High C
Shake that over here
I got a big jet Cadillac
It's parked out in the rear

I'd give you heathens
To you a six pack of Rollin' Thunder Beer
Say ain't that enough,
To it in you

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

I mean to be pushy
But I know I'd shove you down on the
(Hell ya)
How can a man
Adjust to havin' you

Hello, C Cherrie
Shake that trash over
I got a big jet Cadillac
It's parked out in the rear

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

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

I'll give you heathens
To serve you a six pack of Rollin' Thunder
Say ain't that enough,
Hey, is that enough,

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