Luyện nghe bài hát Desperate - Rado

Back in the muther saddle
My six shooter strapped and I'm lookin for a
Out on the plains I'm just a
My saddle rubs right and yo it's givin me a boner
I got thoughts of oakley
But that buck toothed in that last town she broke me
And we even fuck
I gave my gold tooth 'n gold nugget to get my dick sucked
3 days out on the
And I'd kill for a cheap whore and a barrel of cold
I need a for a service
I a peak at the shiip and they all run away nervous
Man I gotta get my off
'cause my wranglers don't fit right unless my soft
Long nights by the fire me a trigger.....go
(chorus)i'm a rado
Didn't take any
A rado
Got a cock a cactus
Now I through the desert like a wild coyote
Horny as a trippin off peyote
uptrains and gettin goods by the sack
I'm known thru out the west as the pie eyed
And to the law I'm no
I'm wanted dead or alive 'cause I the lone ranger
And then tonto to get down
So I boned his bitch slit he's throat and then I skipped
That's the way I run my
Paint red
Fuck hoes and I lay low
I know you think I'm
But my dick's a sword
I see pussy and slay it
Out on the plains it gets
Sometimes I feel
New
New no one knows me
Guns cocked in my
U see my face in each nailed to a pole on a poster
I'm always for the quick buck
Then blowin my cash on a bitch with a big butt
Some say my hollow
Fuck em....i'm a
(chorus ii)desperate
thru the bad lands
A desperate
down with all the cowhands
A rado
Didn't much practice
A desperate
Got a cock a cactus
Now I whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow
In any I can be found at the local bordello
Never yellow chicken listen for my spurs draggin,
And I'm kickin dust you better circle up the wagons
So when I rip thru town don't be gawkin
Just tip your hat and tex walkin
'cause I'm a gun slingin top
Fuck with me and you'll go out like custer at his last
I'm a low down
If you leave me alone with mother then I'll fuck her too
I'm a sidewinding nomad
And morals in upbringing is something I never had
as the ruff ridin texan
A bad buck the day of my inception.
And I was raised in the poor
My mother me out so she could start a whore house
Now the day I left the corral
I've on a quest for the plant that's called mescal
'cause pale rider once pulled me
And told me high was the best way to ride...
(chorus iii)now I'm a desperate
lookin for a fight
A desperate
Puffin on a pipe
I'm a rado
On the run the law
A desperate baddest one you ever saw