Luyện nghe bài hát Jasper C. Debussy

Jasper was fine but he had glass
He me with his pixie coloured lies
His was black, he had a bend in his back
He tied my cousin to the railroad tracks
The it come, he started to run
Jasper C. Debussy his kind of fun
Jasper was born a moth in his mind
The was too soft on the curtain behind
He startled the face of a of my girl's
He cut out her and he wore them with furs
I get half the dues, wear my
Tonight you might laugh while crying the
'Cos Jasper C. Debussy, that's his kind of

Jasper he dressed in the of clothes
He wears scarlet pantaloons and five one inch hose
His face is like a rock and his like the night
He's a grim faced dog that's looking for a fight
Silhouette looks a furry Persian rat
When you see him mama, you'd better run
Because Jasper C. that's his kind of fun