Luyện nghe bài hát The Record Lady

Rober this friend of mine
You know he's always lookin' my best interest
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' around here's got to
Get out on own boy
And take a little to the record shop
I said, "The shop"
But Robert I don't no records
He smiled and he said, "What you need is a"

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

I didn't waste no about it
I put on my and shoes
I packed up my old chair
And I them hell on church street blues
And I went down to the record
What else I do
She was five foot one and quarters
Lord, she claimed she was foot two
And she at me with her big green eyes
She said, "Can I you find something"
I said, "What you got on special"

Record
(Record lady)
Record
(Record lady)
She's got the cutest little
That ever seen
She's a phonographic

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

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

One day you I will see
My fantasy
In fulfillment to the last detail
in Acapulco
Even else
Just her and me
The whole day
And her and me
Playing records all night long

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