Luyện nghe bài hát S M

By friedman

Well, I was struttin' by a bar on jane st.
Trying hard to dodge the in my path
When I heard behind me in the same beat
And joker went and grabbed my ass

I spun and said, "now, listen, you may be a charmin' fella
But just cruisin' for a bruisin' just the same.
And then I hit him on the head my umbrella,
But instead of 'ouch', he just smiled in pain. he said,

"oo, oo, aha. do it again, momma.
let me thank you for letting me spank you
My and my ism is sado-masochism."

I said, "now listen, honey, you be mistaken,
I mean I'm sure I never saw your before.
And besides blushing bride's already taken."
But he got down on his and he begged for more. he said,

"oo, oo, aha. do it again, momma.
We'll commit nameless sins. you can stick me pins.
You can desert me, but not 'til you me."

Now I you I have heard my share of snide talk.
But this kid was really acting weird.
And I would have him kneeling on the sidewalk,
But in his smile looked so sincere. he said,

"oo, oo, aha. do it again, momma.
We'll buy ice-cream. I'll let you me.
We'll perquacky. I'll let you beat me."

Now, please don't I'm just a shameless hussy,
But I would love to share the that I have found.
And if you're still wondering, "doesn't he or he? "
Well, I just love to be and bound. you see,

Oo, oo, aha. do it again, momma.
be the baby. you be the mummy.
You can tap on my tummy.
me credo and my ism is sado-masochism.
Yes, my and my ism is sado-masochism. ah-oo.