Luyện nghe bài hát Jus' Like Brigitte Bardot

Neffertiti came out west in a stolen
dollars to her name
And a walk like you ain't never

She moved number eight
just a bottle in her hand
An old radio wrapped up in it's
And no plan

I her in the hallway
She blew me a little
And said, "Hey baby, what's a boy you
Doin' in a like this?"

she said, "Well, I hate to be the one
To have to give you the
But this ain't nothin'
But a one way to the blues"

she said, "Baby"
She said, "Baby
Baby, can you me find
A soul station on old radio?"

And we can us a little salvation
If you got no else to go
Oh baby, can you help me
A station? I'm feeling kinda low
And if you use your, use your
Baby, I dance jus' like Bardot

I was a warehouse floor
'Cross midnight to eight
If my ship was ever in
It sure was late

Neffertiti was dancin' six
At a jut off the strip
After work we'd meet for
I'd help her up all her tips

stuff some money
In my and say
"Baby, go home
Now what you tryin' to
Boy, in city all alone"

she said, "Well, I hate to be the one
To have to you the news
But world ain't nothin'
But a one way to the blues"

And we can steal us a salvation
If you got no place to go
Oh baby, can you help me
A soul station? I'm kinda low
And if you use your, use your
Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot

She'd say, "Mamma must be
Sick you"
She'd make me home letters every
every month or so

So I'd be there writing at her kitchen
And be dancin' to the
soul music playin' on her radio

Mamma wants to rock you, you slow
To the sweet soul music on the

And we can steal us a little
If you got no place to go
Oh baby, can you help me
A soul I'm feeling kinda low
And if you use your, use 'magination
Baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte

Neffertiti came out in a stolen limousine