Luyện nghe bài hát Jus' Like Brigitte Bardot

Neffertiti out west in a stolen Limousine
Twenty to her name
And a walk like you ain't seen

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

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

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

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

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

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

Neffertiti was six nights
At a club jut off the
After work we'd meet for
I'd her count up all her tips

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

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

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

She'd say, "Mamma be worried
about you"
She'd make me send home letters
every month or so

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

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

And we can steal us a 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 'magination
Baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte

came out west in a stolen limousine