Luyện nghe bài hát Hotwax

It takes a backwash man to sing a song
Like a frying pan when the fire's
Driving my pig while the taking pictures in the grass
In my smashed

And I like pianos in the sun
Dragging my heals my day is done
night in the Captain's clothes
Tin blowing with my jury 'phros

Yo soy un disco
Yo chicle en cerabo

I can't believe my way when
My Cadillac pants going much to
Karaoke weekend at the shack
Community service and I'm the mack

Shocked my finger my hand
I been spreading disease all across the
Beautiful air-conditioned in the kitchen

I was living like a hit man
Face down in the
Jaundiced marshal's getting busy ease
Because I get I get down
I get all the way

Yo soy un disco
Yo tengo chicle en

Sawdust of the plaid bartenders
Western Unions of the westerns
foxes looking for romance
In the chain smoke flash dance ass pants

And you got the hot wax
You never lose in razor blade shoes
Stealing pesos out of my
Hazard signs the Alamo lanes

Radar systems the souls
You never get caught the wax so rotten
All my days I got the grizzly
flavors that I'm flipping like birds

Yo soy un disco
Yo tengo chicle en

Who are you
I'm the enchanting of rhythm
Why did you come
I here to tell you about the rhythms of the universe