Luyện nghe bài hát Preschool Prostitute

Pre-skool
Pre-skool
Pre-skool
Pre-skool
Pre-skool

I saw a friend the other day
He didn't have too to say
He looked crazy, he looked
He couldn't talk because his was in flames

And he tried to run away
From some chick that was coming way
I think I I knew who she was
Just a little junkie whore a big ugly scuz

I have to go too far
twenty bucks and she got in the car
Tried to talk to her but she called me a
I tried to give her money, put her through school

'Cause she's a tough mama when she wear's women's clothes
Everybody she she's got a bone through her nose
She's hot, [Incomprehensible]
But when she home, he's daddy's all over her twat

prostitute
All the that you can shoot
Oh, prostitute
Oh, slave to the

I finally gave up, let her do what she
Wouldn't sex with her 'cause I got a disease
But she a sad story 'bout a family in woe
She was getting fingered by her big toe

He was the first, it was the
She came in a Limo and she in a hearse
She got to five, she's alive
Better call the bug man 'cause twat is a hive

Oh, pre-skool
And oh, all the drugs you can shoot
Oh,
Pre-skool, pre-skool,

Tried to to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money, put her family school
She's a real tough when she wear's women's clothes
Everybody knows she's got a bone through her

You're barely out of and you're wearing a wig
You might be a but you smell like a pig
You became five, still alive
Call the bugman 'cause your is a hive

Your naughty
Your grumpy
A rusty tire iron out your fanny
Oh, you English schoolgirl, you

is mine
Pre-skool
is mine
Pre-skool

Vengeance is
Pre-skool
is mine

Vengeance is
is mine
Pre-skool
Vengeance is
Vengeance is