Luyện nghe bài hát S M

By friedman

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

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

"oo, oo, aha. do it again, momma.
First let me thank you for 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 face before.
And this blushing bride's already taken."
But he got on his knees and he begged for more. he said,

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

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

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

Now, don't think I'm just a shameless hussy,
But I love to share the joys that I have found.
And if still wondering, "doesn't he or does he? "
Well, I just to be gagged 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.