Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress Of Erzulie

Standing in the red of a bourbon street French quarter
Where I met a porter who obliged me with his grin
He asked me for my time, I said, "I'd a glass of wine"
And in my state of mind I opened up, he jumped right in

Oh, things never turn out right
Oh, some things never turn out

Mister, Mistress, Mistress of
Mistress, Mistress of

Well, he kissed me in the on the way to Pat O'Briens
No, it didn't take much science to discover what was
When suddenly a woman with a shrunken-headed
She me feel so reckless, sexless in my innocence

Oh, some things never turn out

She led me to the levy, I was helpless as a
"Don't you who I am," she said, "Your Nemesis is free"
I was wired like a weapon, I was dancin' the Dirvish
When I woke up feverishly down at me

Mister, Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, Mistress of
Mistress,
Mistress, Mistress of

From the Ark, to Noah in Asia
and Gomorrah, the light and the dark
Chased by the demon to the caves of the
Imprisoned by the in the tales of the Turrin
From original sin to original blame, for shame, for

Oh, some things never turn out
Oh, things never turn out right

Mister, Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, of Erzulie

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Mistress, of Erzulie

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Mister, Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress,
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Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, of Erzulie