Luyện nghe bài hát The Cramper

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