Luyện nghe bài hát You Got A Problem

3, 2, 1, I'm son of a gun, but one who has
the fun by the kilo and the ton. Like
but worse, I got the curse, got
perverse the nurse in the maternity
ward. That's right, I'm nuts, ask Cuts. I
got outpatient status at the Zoo.
doobie doo, we like the crew that
runs up in the club wearin' shoes.
When I get the blues I get it bad, ask
Kronos for promos, Feliz Navidad.
got my back, baby, happy or sad. If I
fall out of your favor, get mad.

If the heat get me then the drugs sure
will, scotch and soda's with a twenty
bill.

My head like old vinyl, and like Lionel,
I'm idle. Secretly stalking the title,
scenes by ways and means. And why
marines got M-16's I I love her, but
she's affected, bullshit detected.
why she got neglected, I it, turned up
here, have a beer and a joke about that
Guenevere. I been knowin' there'd be
days like these, but please don't hit me
the release, and don't rat me out to
Edwin Meese, 'cause I around the
and the seven seas.

If the heat don't get me then the drugs
will, stirrin' scotch and soda's a twenty
dollar bill. My mamma always me
never drink on pills, roll down the
'cause I'm kinda ill.