Luyện nghe bài hát Pasties And A G-string

Smelling a brewery and looking like a tramp
I got a quarter, got a postage stamp
Been five o'clock shadow boxing all around the
with the old man, sleeping on the ground

Bazanti bootin' Al zoo tin Al hoot and Al
this apartment with a telephone pole
And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel
tease, prick tease, car keys blues

And the porno floor showing live nude
Dreamy and creamy and brunette
Morgan and a watermelon rose
Raise my rent and take off all clothes

trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum
She's so good, a dead man come
and a g-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a buffalo

Wrinkles and cherry and and Pinkie
And live from gay paree
Fanfares, rim shots, stage, who cares
All is a hot burlesque for me

Cleavage, cleavage, thighs and the
From the nape of her neck to the lips
Chopped and channeled and lowered and
And the cheater and baby moons

She's and ready
and sugared
And the is awful
And so are the

Crawling on her belly, and like jelly
And I'm getting harder than Algebrassieres
Cheers from the here
Hey sweetheart they're for more

You're out your cigarette butts on the floor
And I Shelly and you like Jane
What was the with the snake skin's name?
And it's an matinee, come back any day
Get you a something that you can't get at home
And get you a little something that you get at home

It's pasties and a g-string, beer and a
Portland a shot glass and a buffalo squeeze
Popcorn, front row, are higher than a
And I'll be tomorrow night, and I'll be back tomorrow night