Luyện nghe bài hát Jus' Like Brigitte Bardot

Neffertiti came out in a stolen Limousine
dollars to her name
And a walk like you never seen

She into number eight
just a bottle in her hand
An old radio wrapped up in it's
And no particular

I her in the hallway
She me a little kiss
And said, "Hey baby, a boy like you
Doin' in a place this?"

Then she said, "Well, I to be the one
To have to give you the
But world ain't nothin'
But a one way to the blues"

she said, "Baby"
She said, "Baby
Baby, can you me find
A soul station on old radio?"

And we can steal us a salvation
If you got no place to go
Oh baby, can you help me
A station? I'm feeling kinda low
And if you use your, use your
Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot

I was sweepin' a floor
'Cross midnight to eight
If my was ever comin' in
It was dockin' late

was dancin' six nights
At a jut off the strip
After we'd meet for breakfast
I'd help her count up all her

She'd stuff some
In my and say
"Baby, go home
Now what you tryin' to
Boy, in this all alone"

Then she said, "Well, I to be the one
To have to give you the
But this world ain't
But a one way to the blues"

And we can steal us a little
If you got no place to go
Oh baby, can you me find
A soul I'm feeling kinda low
And if you use your, use 'magination
Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot

say, "Mamma must be worried
Sick you"
She'd make me send home letters
'Bout month or so

So I'd be there writing at her kitchen
And be dancin' to the
Sweet music playin' on her radio

Mamma wants to rock you, rock you
To the soul music on the radio

And we can steal us a little
If you got no place to go
Oh baby, can you me find
A soul I'm feeling kinda low
And if you use your, use 'magination
Baby, I jus' like Brigitte Bardot

Neffertiti came out in a stolen limousine