Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Grease and Zydeco

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

my fingers down to the bone
Make the and spend it on

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

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

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

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

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

Feed my belly, feed my hungry
it up, burn it up, say sure
Hot grease, hot grease and

Yeah, now, big place
Hot grease and

Hot grease and zydeco, yeah,