Luyện nghe bài hát Little Amsterdam

Little
In a town
Hominy get it on the girl
keep your head down
Momma it my bullet

Don't take me to the range
to the range
I'm comin' out of the cell in my brain
(Ooo)

Don't, don't, take me to the range
to the range
'Cause you got to know these days
Which side on

Hmm
Na na na na ne ya na
Na na na na naa na

got a shot, shit
She loved a man
Then she a bridge in the Sheriff's bed
She'd do anything to her man

You see her
They are all cold
And her best is a Sun dress
But Momma, it wasn't my
No, ooh

Don't take me to the range
to the range
I'm just comin' out of the in my brain
Don't don't me back to the range
to the range
'Cause girl you got to know days

Na na na na na na ne ya na
Na na na na naa na na
Na na na na

All
Got a in the city
Hey, got a room and a for two
Got a and a phone, I said
"Boy, you are my Avenue"

and around and around I go
(Say you are willing to around for me, my babe)
Round and around time for keeps
Round and and around I go
(Say you are willing to hang for me, my babe)
Round and around this for keeps

Father only you can save my
And playin' that organ must
For

You got to these days

Little Amsterdam, shot down
They buried her with a bean bouquet
And the Sheriff now, can't ride
Like he said the sunset, and I won't say
That he have paid
But Momma, it my bullet