Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Louise

Cherokee Louise is in this tunnel
In the Bridge
crawling on our knees
got flashlights and batteries
We've got cold from the fridge

Last year this time
We used to up in the branches
to sway there in some breeze
Now the on the street
They Cherokee Louise

like to talk
Tongues are over fences
Waggin' over
All their doors are
God she can't even to our own house
But I know where go

To the place you can stand
And press hands like it was bubble bath
In piled high as me, down under the street
My poor Cherokee Louise

since we turned 13
It's like a minefield to the door
Going out you get the 3rd
And in you get the 3rd World War

Tuesday school
We put our on the rails
And when the train by
We were jumpin' 'round fools
Goin', "Look, no or tails"
Goin', "Look, my prize"

She home to her foster dad
He up a zipper
And he yanks her to her
Oh please be here,
My friend poor Louise

Cherokee Louise is hiding in this
In the Broadway
crawling on our knees
I've got Archie and Screen
I where she is

The place where you can
And your hands like it was bubble bath
In dust piled high as me, down the street
My friend poor Cherokee Louise, oh Louise

Louise
Cherokee
Cherokee
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