Luyện nghe bài hát The Cramper

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