Luyện nghe bài hát The Cramper

Have you known a free lancer
that he's a camper
Known around my way as the
p.m.s. always pokin'
But he go away with a little motrin
Now if u ever heard the term and u wonder
The kinda like I guess a modern day felix unger
ya first meet em ya think he's o.k.
But you learn a little bit of the cramper goes a long way
Hear say here I say the grapevine
He squawks and he gawks and he walks a thin
Just a little fuckin fag
He wants to get high but never has a bag
Never works says he can't 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 sorta like a a pest of a peer
U home he's at your house drinkin your last beer
and strokin he makes you wanna belt him
Always wearin out his fuckin welcome
And sporty's never that cautious
He sips from your and he always backwashes
Talk about a certain subject, he'll it
Let him borrow a shirt, the stooge always it
He's the dampest, there's no one
Huh huh.... he's the mother fuckin