Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Child of the Reeperbahn

(Dickie Peterson & Saller)
Oooh, sweet, child
Yeah, whoa, oooh!

You know the game and you learn it
Strapped for time and your long blond hair
Make your bet, lay it
You never, put you to the ground.

I know I'll see you down on Herman
That's probably where you're cut your meat
You meet people that are most of 'em men
With a luck honey, you might find a friend.

Yow!
Sweet, sweet
Ooh yeah!

You know the way, you the jam
Give your to some rich man
Just remember it's all said and done
I'm sweet child of the Reeperbahn.

I see the walking right on the street
The hungry and the men I meet
I see looking right through the flash
That kind of don't last.

Oooh, sweet, child!

(Oh, here, baby.
Won't you put on these heels,
try this belt on,
hey that butcher bra looks good on you baby, ha ha yeah)

Ooooh, Sweet, child
You so good!

Ooh, you know the game and you it well
Strapped for your time and your black hair
Make your bet, lay it
never, throw give you to the ground.

I I'll see you down on Herman street
That's where you're gonna cut your tea
You meet some that are most of 'em men
With a little luck honey, you find a friend.

Oh, sweet, sweet of the Reeperbahn.