Luyện nghe bài hát The Cramper

Have you ever a free lancer
that he's a camper
Known my way as the cramper
Like p.m.s. pokin'
But he won't go away with a motrin
Now if u ever heard the cramper and u wonder
The worms like I guess a modern day felix unger
When ya first meet em ya he's o.k.
But then you learn a little bit of the goes a long way
Hear say here I say the grapevine
He squawks and he gawks and he walks a thin
Just like a fuckin fag
He wants to get high but never has a bag
Never works he can't find the right job
Ain't got a dime and when he he's a tightwad
He's the dampest there's no one
Huh huh.... he's the muther cramper
Now the red, there's no one redder,
He rides ya wrong like a really tight
He's sorta like a mouse a pest of a
U come home he's at your house drinkin your beer
Pokin and he makes you wanna belt him
Always wearin out his mother fuckin
And sporty's never that cautious
He sips your forty and he always backwashes
Talk about a subject, he'll jinx it
Let him borrow a shirt, the always shrinks it
the dampest, there's no one damper
Huh huh.... the mother fuckin cramper