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 bet, lay it down
You never, put you to the ground.

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

Yow!
Sweet, sweet
Ooh yeah!

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

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

Oooh, sweet, child!

(Oh, here, baby.
Won't you put on high heels,
try this garter on,
hey that butcher bra looks real 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 long black
Make bet, lay it down
never, throw give you to the ground.

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

Oh, sweet, child of the Reeperbahn.