Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Grease and Zydeco

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

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

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

My baby's loving, it's fried
brown legs and then long black hair
We start cooking when we
No at all, Lord, she takes me there

[Incomprehensible] on the and they're stirring it up
Tastes so good I get enough

Hot and zydeco
Feed my belly, feed my soul
Friday night, let the good times roll
Hot grease, hot and zydeco

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

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

Yeah, now, big daddy's
Hot grease and

Hot grease and zydeco, yeah,