Luyện nghe bài hát Naked Cousin

My naked
I see him
All over
as a chic-chicken

His naked fries
in the sun, oh my
My naked can cook
Till he's good, and done

I hate his
And I hate his
But of all I hate
That he looks just, like me

Skin melting, fries in the sun
He can cook, his brains out
Till good and good and
Good and

He's
running
He's
running

He run from burning
He run from bank of
He run from thing
That upsets his plan

And and if he
And I am as good as
My, my cousin, I know
He'll keep, keep a-running

He's
running
He's
running

Running naked the trees
Scared the right out of me
Bought my ticket, my ride
Take me to the side

Running naked through the
Scared the right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my
Begging all to please, please,

Please, please,
Please, please,
Please, please,