Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Effendi

In the of a caravan
On a four wheel drive
There's a man with a thought in
To cash in on the faces
He's got a truckload of Yorkshire
For harem going places
And the bums never saw
The guns in the whiskey
a real, big demand
And it's written in the palm of his
He's gonna change the face of the
He's gonna away the sand
Hang on sheik, I've got a streak
I ain't here, I'm a
Get Des, keep it under your fez
And don't us away in the massage
Look I did for the pyramid
I put a pool in and it pay
I an elevator and a film theatre
And I it to the U.S.A.
`Cos a real big demand
And written in the palm of my hand
I'm gonna the face of the desert
I'm sweep away the sand
on friends!
There's a lot goodies in the pipeline
So ain't the time to close the deal
the deal
Ooh, now you've got a all of your own
Ooh, and a Panzer division to chauffeur you
Gun is fun
But on, friends, hang on friends
Allah be praised, there's a new craze
We're gonna shoot up the foreign
And it's up the sheik
And with the frog
gonna liberate the region!
Oh Effendi, we're bury your head in the sand
Oh Effendi, you get off my doggone land
Hey, of the moonbeams
Son of the Sun,
of a thousand stars
Your are urban
And bourbon on your turban
And the sun out of your ass
Oh Effendi, I'm gonna in your wake
Oh Effendi, it's all a big mistake
gonna cut out my liver
If I don't
Things are getting out of
I'm going to off into the sunset and
Make a deal with the land
Goodbye
no more goodies in the pipeline