Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Reed

We drivin' through West Texas
The of beef and pork
Where they the hides of leather
We back in New York

In a pasture a roadside
a broke down shack
On a dusky of evening
We saw a figure dressed in

And we don't mean to sound we're trippin
But we to God
We saw Lou
Cow tippin', cow

Hey Lou, "Is you?"
She as we pulled to the shoulder
He said, "Go screw"
And then he and tipped one over

Under a spitshine sky
The of blue varnish
Hey, it's Fellini
Actually, I'm thinkin' more like Jim

And we say how much we've been sippin'
But we to God
We saw Lou
Cow tippin', cow

I got cops on the
I said, "I got a little to tell
Lou is in the cow pen"
said, "Oh, no, not again"

And we hope our isn't slippin'
But we to God
We saw Lou
Cow tippin', cow

Cow tippin', cow
Cow
You think that was Lou Reed?
Cow

I'm sure it was, he was black Levis
Cow
I he was a vegetarian
Cow

He's just tippin' over, he wasn't eating them
Cow tippin', oh, cow