Luyện nghe bài hát ZZZ Top

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With a bound arm and a acidy wash
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And a pot leaf his friend did drunk
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the name of the father in vain
On the way to the blade in his locker, it's
A switch he lifted a siblings Skippy jar
Who off into ninja stars
And never knew his shit was
To here a higher purpose
And a alert to juvenile beserkers
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Down to the valley time for miss Ahkmar,
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That levee crushing
Will pull the monkey up
Twelve or ghetto
her technicolor telecaster
Lecture at a faster
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composed themselves enough to Zulu on these chucks,
they was tryin to do the buckle font renegades of funk,
in a 3d frame of exploding brick, and for the locally motion sick,
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Somebody in a moment of resolve,
composed themselves enough to publicize "the in this stall,
they was scoping every dog and previously scrawled,
with a festering hate for the gum drop edge, disco tee,
punks not dead, but a transient teen unsung godsend, via 3 bar chords and a grin, cheese, sign of a runaway tone in the face of authority thumbing nose, cutting its teeth,
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and birds that dip their belts in little metal quills,
2 dutch at a in the front,
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fixing her lipstick up, his mitts got bit by the mischief bug,
snatchl, capital zed, terrible e in red,
gimme an 0 and a slippery s, over a web of the bands,
that beat your heart out, never bleeped your favorite parts out from a learned curve, of bird fingers bursting out of burns, urgently,
offered through the circuits ofan plot, Ill see you at the
When they ask how you, you, tell em you,
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something you should try feeding,
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something important died hissing, you, em you,
living like, something more important arrived giving,
something you should try willing