Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp

Tramp, you call me? Tramp, you didn't
You don't wear clothes or Stetson hats

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

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

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

You know what? You wear
And big old shoes
And you a haircut, Tramp

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

Boogaloo, all that
And I'm the only
This of the sun, Tramp

You know what, Otis? I don't care you say
still a tramp, what? That's right
You haven't even got a fat in your pocket
You probably haven't even got cents

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

I you one thing, well tell me
I'm the only son-of-a-gun,
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?

here, you ain't got no money
I got
You can't buy me all minks and sables
And all that I want

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

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

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