Luyện nghe bài hát The Record Lady

Rober this friend of mine
You know he's always lookin' after my best
He told me, Lyle P. you to get some action
And get your head back in
You to, to get out on your own boy
This hangin' here's got to stop
Get out on own boy
And take a little to the record shop
I said, "The shop"
But Robert I don't need no
He just and he said, "What you need is a"

A lady
(Record lady)
lady
(Record lady)
She got the cutest cartridge
you've ever seen
She's a dream

I didn't no time about it
I put on my coat and
I up my old rocking chair
And I them hell on church street blues
And I went down to the shop
What could I do
She was five foot one and three
Lord, she claimed she was five two
And she looked at me her big green eyes
She said, "Can I you find something"
I said, "What you got on special"

lady
(Record lady)
Record
(Record lady)
got the cutest little cartridge
That you've ever
She's a phonographic

While acting very
I to browse around
I up to the record lady
And I said I sure do like what I have
But it would be so
Please come away me
We run down to Istanbul
Or maybe even gay
She at me with her big green eyes
And she said, "Can I you find something"
I said, "What you got on special"

lady
(Record lady)
Record
(Record lady)
She's got the cutest little
That you've seen
She's a dream
A dream

One day you I will see
My fantasy
In sweet to the last detail
Down in
somewhere else
Just her and me
The day long
And her and me
Playing records all night long

She's the lady
(Record lady)
lady
(Record lady)
Record
(Record lady)
She set it spinning
(Record lady)
Never
Record
(Record lady)
lady
(Record lady)