Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress Of Erzulie

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

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

Mister, Mistress, of Erzulie
Mistress, of Erzulie

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

Oh, things never turn out right

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

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

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

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

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

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Mistress, Mistress of

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