Luyện nghe bài hát Shutter Buggin'

Dog dog. Give and take - take and giving.
Hands that feed. A man's make a living.
Charcoal barbeque. Station wagon. dream.
cigarettes and men's magazines and ice cream.
There's all kinds of hunger pains, and hormones,
500 flavors, hard and pornos.
You it, I got it. Low-life, high-strung.
I wanna watch the game, get fat and die young.
I go to church, pay my taxes, nice, won't swear
I don't understand your and frankly I don't care.
He wants to be a cowboy and she to be an actress.
I want to stash some money under my mattress.
Wine and candy, and dandy. Old and proper unity.
Community be damned, I see a golden
Women hips and brains instead of scrounging for tips and change.
Ships and planes. High heel shoes and and chains...

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Flashy-flash! the birdy!
Trashy-trash! Wash the

order fantasies. Glamour for shipment.
I got a good eye for beauty and camera equipment.
My sister's friends me Mr. Lens. I'm focused.
The girl next becomes a goddess like hocus-pocus.
Studio lights and bondage gear on coat hooks.
of fetishes written down in some notebooks.
The customer's right even if you say it's wrong.
I don't always ask questions and the girls just along.
in furs, black nylon, go-go boots.
There's always an mood at the photo shoots.
Handcuffs and harnesses. Whatever if it pleases.
Plus, 8mm films of some strip teases.
Two pretty girls in broad daylight, might
Play and tie each other up if the pay's right.
Senators and next door neighbours, it's a biz.
Not saying that I it, it's just where the money is...

(2x)Flashy-flash! the birdy!
Trashy-trash! Wash the

Tore up the rule book. convention.
Undaunted, drew unwanted attention.
Weirdos and do-gooders, big and minimals.
Women with serious and criminals.
Fifty thousand names on the list estimated.
Under attack, tested and investigated.
Juvenile delinquency my ass! What is shit?!
Fought by some of the same men I do business with.
focus on the negatives, treating us like common crooks.
I'm an artist goddammit! They said the thing about comic books.
Who have guessed it? Created a mob scene.
The is undeniable, but they say its obscene.
Spread eagle, American Stranger and splendid.
Major offended. as nature intended.
a bad taste in some peoples mouths, maybe bitter.
Don't want your manure, I'm an not a babysitter...

Wash the birdy, Wash, Wash, Wash, the birdy

Flashy-flash!
Trashy-trash! (wash wash)
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the dirty