Luyện nghe bài hát The Lady Is A Tramp

She gets too hungry, for at eight (I am starving)
She the theater, but she never comes late
I bother, with people that I hate
why this chick is a tramp

She doesn't crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermines and
And I definitely won't dish out dirt, the rest of those girls (Thank-you)
why the lady is a tramp

I the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life care, oh I'm so broke, it's old
I California, it's crowded and damp
That's why the lady is a (I am a tramp)

I go to Coney Island, oh the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's fine
I follow Rogers and Heart, she every line
That's why the lady is a

I love a prizefight, that a fake (no fakes)
I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central lake
She goes to and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
That's why this lady is a

She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her
What can I lose, 'cause I got no (oh no?)
I'm all alone I lower my lamp
why the lady is a tramp

Go!

I love your free fresh, I love your handkerchief in my
Life without care, but I am so broke, oak
Hates it's cold and it's damp
That's why the is a tramp
That's why this is a tramp
That's why the is a tramp