Luyện nghe bài hát Joey Demento

The had the boys
Up the car
Santa Monica Boulevard
Baby food for the rich and
Thank LA for it

High piled
Low breasts
The big boy
The deep cut

Ran a chicken
For a guy Tex
I know who Tex
bring home next
One a slum
One who was a bum
One on the run
son
One whose mother was in on the
Baby food for the rich and

There's at the hatch
But she even hear
She's too busy practising
Oh Chango
Oh Chango
Chango Chango you bring me luck
Plenty of
Oh yes! And a bit of love

Trussed up
On a of thorns
limbs tied to the corners of the bed
Mummy's goodbyes ringing in my
Mummy's goodbyes in my head
Goodbye,

someone on the till
And someone at the
Hot iron
And a collar of
Somebody put my name on a list
I never thought I'd get like this

She's down at a coconut shrine
Chango Chango won't you bring me a man
Chango Chango won't you me a man
A man who is
Who never acts
And you know where he's
Someone from a that is
Someone take me away from here
ME! The finest in Mexico City
Being Den in a nursery

I'd like to put them out of their
But a gun to the temple quite seem like me
I'd to put them out of their misery
But a gun to the temple doesn't quite like me

Chango
Chango
Chango