Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Moving to Florida

I don't know the
I think wrong

It matter jack
no one here
Really this song

Never knew how this could be
Now this song's made a fool of me
My backstage is
(One time)
One more fucking band's gonna me crazy

Never knew how song could be
Now damn song's made a fool of me
My is hazy (One more time)
One fucking band's gonna drive me crazy

Well, well I've movin' down to Florida
And I'm bowl me a perfect game
I'm gonna cut off my leg down in Florida, child
And I'm gonna one-legged off in the rain

Now, they say that Sidney was a blind man
And say that LBJ was a Soviet Jew
'Cept when I go the Florida Way
There ain't no kind of healing
That I not, should not, I could not do
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Well I've been movin' to Florida
And I'm gonna train the chairman Mao
Well I'm make the governor write my doodoo a letter, child
And I'm gonna grind me up a White Castle out of India's sacred cow

Well, I been movin' to Florida Way
And I'm gonna build me the bomb
Well, I'm gonna hold time hostage in Florida, child
There ain't says, there ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do
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