Luyện nghe bài hát Lonesome Cowboy Nando

Frank (lead guitar, synthesizer, vocals)
Ike (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Mike (rhythm guitar, synthesizer, vocals)
Bobby (keyboards, vocals)
Ed (vibes, marimba, electronic percussion)
fowler (trumpet, flugel horn, synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Paul carman (alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, saxophone)
wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone, contrabass clarinet)
Scott (electric bass, mini-moog)
wackerman (drums, electronic percussion)
Jimmy carl (vocals)
Mark (vocals)
Howard (vocals)
Jim (bass, vocals)
Don (keyboards, electronics)
Ian (keyboards, saxophone)
Aynsley (drums)

My is nando,
I'm a biologist.
All my friends,
They me "doh".

Ike &
Hi, doh!

All my family,
From someplace in area,
And they if I talk about this horrible pizza
the show.

out here, to californy,
Just to me some pretty girls.
Ones I gets me so horny,
lips, 'n teeth like pearls.

Wanna love 'em all, wanna 'em dearly.
Wanna a jellyfish, even pay.
buy 'em furs, I'll buy 'em pizza,
I know like me, here's what I'll say:

(1971:)

carl black:
I'm cowboy burt.
atcha!
Won'tcha smell my fringe-y
atcha!
My pants,
My dance,
My bold
On this waitress...

Mark &
lonesome cowboy burt. a-ha!
Don'tcha get his hurt.

Come on in this
An' buy you a taste.
You can sit on my face.
my waitress?

Mark &
Burtram, redneck!
Burtram, redneck!

I'm an awful guy.
all day in the sun.
I'm a by trade,
Quite a I've made,
I'm a roofin' old son-of-a-gun.

Mark &
He's a roofin' old son of a gun!

(1988:)

"darling, I crazy go nuts I hear this,
You know I'm sayin'? "

I get off, I get plastered.
I swim till I on the jellyfish.
Then I find me some academic of illustrator,
I describe the little utensils on this thing,
And tell him to it up
So it looks just a brand new jellyfish.

Ike &
(trying to follow along, they some gibberish)

"take that! that!"
I fuss an' I and I keep on swimmin',
my snorkel puffs up an' turns red.
I on my shorts,
I do some sports,
Then I take the jellyfish back to my
And it in the bed! "sorta..."

Ike &
"whaddya do? "
it again in the bed!

"that's right!

Ike &
it again in the bed!
Stick it in the bed!
it again in the bed!

(1971:)

Lonesome burt.
atcha!
Smell my shirt.
atcha!
My pants,
My dance,
My bold
On this waitress!

& howard:
He's lonesome burt. yee-ha!
Don'tcha get his hurt!

Come on in place,
An' buy you a taste.
You can sit on my face.
my waitress?

"opal, you hot bitch!"