Luyện nghe bài hát My Little Lady (Ain't My Little Lady No More)

She got a pawn shop underneath her seat.
She got snakeskin upon her feet.
She got the up, she got her hair let down.
She got the Pontiac out of town.
She got a rag-top '74.
My little lady ain't my little no more.

She got the honky-tonk fever, got the skin jeans.
She got the long beer, got the Jim Beam.
She got the jukebox pumpin' all the night.
She got the pool balls in the neon light.
She got the two-step shakin' on the floor.
My little lady my little lady no more.

My little ain't my little lady no more,
I ever seen her do this kind of thing before.
I've been the one who had to walk the floor,
I used to be the one she was livin' for!

She got the headlights burnin' through the mist.
She got the Marlboro hangin' from her lips.
She got the Ray coverin' up her eyes.
She got the cowboy by the road side.
They're ride through sweet freedom's door.
My little lady my little lady no more.

My little ain't my little lady no more,
I ain't seen her do this kind of thing before.
I've never the one who had to walk the floor,
I used to be the one she was livin' for!

She go the Pontiac through the southern rain.
She got the Cuervo Gold all the pain.
She got 45 to the Texas line.
She got the cop car right behind.
She got the pedal pressed right to the floor.
My little ain't my little lady no more.

She's ride through sweet freedom's door.
My little lady my little lady no more.