Luyện nghe bài hát Little Ramona (gone Hillbilly Nuts)

Remember when we hung in the low places in
We used to think that it mattered to the man with the
Where we our time
Well, I a little gal with a mohawk hairdo
and a chain her neck
But you'd recognize her if you saw her now
She done that you'd never expect

She traded in her Doc's for kicker boots
Safety-pinned tee shirts for Suits
Her hair's out and it's piled up high
She only shows her tattoos one at a
She ashamed of the way she was
She hears old Hank, she get enough
Her punk records are gathering dust
'Cos little Ramona's gone hillbilly
Thrashin' still out there, the bodies piled up high
She used to mosh in pit with the of them
You could see elbows fly
Well now she's drinking Blue Ribbon and
to the beat
Get that line outta here man
Give her room to her feet

You see her in thrift everywhere,
Hardly ever at a shopping
She acts as tough as she always did
She looks a little country, that's all
got Emmylou Patty Smity on a 90-minute cassette
'Cause where do you go after the end of the
When you still ain't there yet?

Little Ramona's hillbilly nuts
Little gone hillbilly nuts