Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Women Don't Get the Blues

Well, you about all these women
Raising about funky, funky, funky, funky men
They've got trifling husbands
Lord knows, got a lot of no good friends

All these fretting women sitting around the
All day long and are wondering
When their loving papas are coming home
Wild women never worry, wild women never, never, they worry

I got a sweet disposition, gonna my very own
I ain't never gonna spend not one lonely at home all alone
I can go out , drink all the courvoisier I can
Walk the streets all night

And I can tell any man to go to Hell if that man don't how to act right
Wild women, we never worry, wild women never, never get the blues

Well, you ain't ever gonna get nothing
If you keep like an Angel, child
it up tonight's a real, real good night
Y'all gotta how to get to together well

'Cuz I'll tell you one more thing, Francine tells a lie
Wild women will be the first ones, Lord to how to fly
Wild women never worry, wild women don't get the blues, yeah, yeah,