Luyện nghe bài hát Rubberneck

(flight ...)
Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. fasten your seatbelts. we are nearing
-- one of the "beguiling isles," born of earth's torments. whu-nu-nu-nu's
Airlines is pleased to announce our new rubberneck evening tour at the
Wide river. your pulse will thrive in the beat as you wile away the night to
Calypso music played with torches. yes, you in the world, snap on a palm leaf and
Receive a complimentary warhol cut and free glass of tia maria. don't be
Alarmed if you feel a little turbulence during touchdown. it's the rastaman
Vibration!

Da, da-doo.
Da, doo.
Da, da-doo.
Doo.
Da, da-doo.
Da, doo.
Da, da-doo.
Doo.

(chorus)
Rubberneck,
Do you buy ganja.
Rubberneck,
Do you want to me home.
Rubberneck,
We're gonna' get money.
Rubberneck,
We're gonna' cut you go home.

Had of workin',
I need a rest, I need a of paradise.
Been for so long,
Ain't seen the sun and my turnin' grey to white.
Heard a man on the talkin',
He and his old lady havin' caribbean nights.
So, I go to jamaica and all they me is ...

(chorus)

Oh, jamaica,
Sleepy little in the middle of the deep blue sea.
got herb the best in the world,
A place every hippie should be, yeah.
So, I go pack my bag a plane,
the man's talkin' warm caribbean nights.
Here I go to jamaica ... to jamaica ... and all the go ...

Da, da-doo.
Da, doo.
Da, da-doo.
Doo.
Da, da-doo.
Da, doo.
Da, da-doo.
Doo.

(chorus)

Had jamaica,
I a rest, I need a piece of paradise.
No more red,
Will a knife 'bout to cut my throat, yeah, and all jive, no.
So, I go my bag,
Make a plane for the states before too late. ah, bye-bye.
To ...

(chorus)

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