Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Effendi

In the of a caravan
On a wheel drive oasis
There's a man a thought in mind
To cash in on the faces
He's got a truckload of Yorkshire
For harem going places
And the border bums saw
The guns in the whiskey
a real, big demand
And written in the palm of his hand
He's gonna the face of the desert
He's gonna sweep the sand
on sheik, I've got a yellow streak
I ain't here, I'm a
Get back Des, keep it under fez
And don't give us away in the
what I did for the pyramid
I put a in and made it pay
I built an elevator and a film
And I it to the U.S.A.
`Cos there's a real big
And it's in the palm of my hand
I'm gonna change the face of the
I'm gonna sweep the sand
on friends!
There's a lot more goodies in the
So this ain't the time to the deal
Here's the
Ooh, now you've got a all of your own
Ooh, and a Panzer division to chauffeur you
Gun is fun
But hang on, friends, hang on
Allah be praised, there's a new craze
We're gonna up the foreign legion
And it's up the sheik
And with the frog
We're gonna the region!
Oh Effendi, gonna bury your head in the sand
Oh Effendi, you better get off my land
Hey, Prince of the
Son of the Sun,
Light of a stars
Your are urban
And there's bourbon on your
And the sun shines out of ass
Oh Effendi, I'm gonna grovel in wake
Oh Effendi, it's all a big mistake
You're gonna cut out my
If I don't
Things are getting out of
I'm going to ride off into the and
a deal with the promised land
Goodbye
no more goodies in the pipeline