Luyện nghe bài hát Bollywood

I was trippin' at my portfolio
Wonderin' how I was gonna make dough, you know
Called up a who wrote for 'One Tree Hill' and 'Jericho'
He had a job for me and check it, with a company
(Get it on, get it on)

Hey, I got a for you
How 'bout you let me my profits as a scorer?
Record are shrinkin', I'm gettin' poorer
I got a kid to feed, how 'bout you cut a with me?

Ha, hey, look, Liz, we see you as a
been with you since day one and that's an oddity

And after a series of phone calls to the great houses
O Ursa Minor, I my representative who pulled out the
(Contract)
the File Cabinet
(On microfiche)
In the of tablets made of stone

(Then he said)
"Let me see, it's here in my
Oh, shit, you're years older
Still hot but a lot colder
And you wanna cut a what me?"

"Lemme tell you how done here in the Hollywood
you was thinkin' you was in the Bollywood
If I wanna break the rule, you I probably could"
(C-B-S has R-E-S-P-E-C-T)
(C-B-S has R-E-S-P-E-C-T)

"Liz, I'd to help you out
But we have what we call & Practices"

"In legal terms, we're referring to as a recoupable interest
In an artist's compositions on vinyl, plastic,
And all airwaves for a period
Of no less than six or nine years, in all territories of the
The solar and the known universe"

And I
"Listen here, my little Roni
you give me no phoney-baloney
This is not 'My First Pretty
Don't you know you're fuckin' me?"

"Oh, a bad day for the pool boy
Come to clean and you, boy
Face and feet turnin' blue, boy
Now your eyes are closed, you finally the sight to see"

It's all
all mine
It's all
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