Luyện nghe bài hát Spare Parts I (A Nocturnal Emission)

Well, the dawn cracked hard just a bull-whip
'Cause it takin' no lip from the night before
And it shook out the
As the stew bums up like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

And the sky turned the of Pepto-Bismol
Yeah, and the parking growled
My old sport coat full of promissory
And a from a late night motel

The hawk had his whole out there, in the wind
And he got a message for you to
Kickin' ass in, in a cold-blooded fashion
out more than a good man can bear

And I got shoes untied, my out
got a ghost of a chance with this old romance
Just an for rent, down the block
And Theater with live burlesque
Man, the scowlin' with his feet on the desk
Boom, boom, the curtain, you're still hurtin', ay, ay

And then came to shove and shove came to biff
Girls like that just lay you out
I'll go to Cleveland
And you know, get me a or somethin'
My brother-in-law there

And it's a skid mark on the asphalt blue
Was a Malibu?

Yeah, it's Liz Taylor and Montgomery
Coming on to the broads the same ol' riff, yeah
"Hey baby, why don't you come up to my
listen to some smooth music on the stereo"
"No, thank you", she
"You got any Getz records?"
'No man, I got Brothers"

So I back my Detroit, jacked up my pegs
I wiped my Adams and I jackknifed my legs
Yeah, I got designs on a movin'

Yeah baby, you put me on hold and I'm out in the
And it's gettin' mighty
It's colder than a gut-shot bitch, wolf dog with nine pups
a number 4 trap up a hill in the dead of winter
In the of a snowstorm with a mouth full of porcupine quills

Well, I need you, baby
You see, it's a well fact, you know
I'm four sheets to the wind, I'm you're gone
I'm glad you're 'cause I'm finally alone
Glad gone but I wish you'd come home
Yeah, and I out of bed

'Cause the was crackin' hard, just like a bull-whip
And it takin' no lip from the night before
Yeah, as it out the streets
And the stew showed up just like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

And the sky the color of Pepto-Bismol
And my old sport coat of promissory notes
And the hawk had his whole out there, in the wind
He got a for you to beware

Kickin' your ass in, in a cold blooded
He'll be dishin' out more than a good man can
Well, take it to Bakersfield
Get a little apartment