Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp

Tramp, what you me? Tramp, you didn't
You don't continental clothes or Stetson hats

Well, I tell you one thing
It makes me feel good to know one
I I'm a lover, matter of opinion

That's all right, was, papa too
And I'm the child, lovin' is all I know to do

You what, Otis? What?
country, that's all right
You straight the Georgia woods, that's good

You know what? You overalls
And big old Brogan
And you need a haircut,

Woman, you foolin'
Ooh, I'm a
Mama was, grand ma was, too

Boogaloo, all stuff
And I'm the son-of-a-gun
side of the sun, Tramp

You what, Otis? I don't care what you say
You're still a tramp, what? That's
You haven't even got a fat bankroll in pocket
You haven't even got twenty-five cents

I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, Fords
Six Mercuries, three T-Birds,
Ooh, I'm a lover, 'bout me
My was, my papa too

I you one thing, well tell me
I'm the son-of-a-gun, yeah
On, this of sun

a tramp, Otis, no, I'm not
I care what you say
You're still a tramp, what's wrong that?

Look here, you ain't got no
I got
You buy me all those minks and sables
And all that stuff I

I can buy you minks, rats, frogs,
Rabbits, anything you want,
Look, you can go out in the woods
And catch them, baby, oh, you

You're still a tramp, all right
You a tramp, Otis, you a tramp
all right
You overalls, you need a haircut, baby

Cut of of that hair, baby
You you're a lover, huh?