Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Grease and Zydeco

I hear the music, big daddy's
Smell that coming through that old screen door
are blowing, flies are buzzing
People jitterbugging on that hardwood

Work my fingers to the bone
the money and spend it on

Hot grease and
Feed my belly, feed my hungry
Friday night, let the good times roll
Hot grease and

My baby's loving, it's deep
Golden brown legs and long black hair
We start cooking we kiss
No time at all, Lord, she takes me

[Incomprehensible] on the bayou and stirring it up
Tastes so good I can't get

Hot grease and
Feed my belly, my hungry soul
It's Friday night, let the times roll
Hot grease, hot and zydeco

Hot and zydeco
Feed my belly, feed my hungry
It's night, let the good times roll
Hot and zydeco

Feed my belly, feed my soul
Turn it up, it up, say sure
Hot grease, hot grease and

Yeah, now, big place
Hot grease and

Hot grease and zydeco, yeah,