Luyện nghe bài hát Shutter Buggin'

Dog dog. Give and take - take and giving.
Hands that feed. A man's gotta a living.
Charcoal barbeque. wagon. Nice dream.
Selling cigarettes and men's and ice cream.
There's all kinds of pains, enzymes and hormones,
500 flavors, drugs and pornos.
You it, I got it. Low-life, high-strung.
I just wanna the game, get fat and die young.
I go to church, pay my taxes, smile nice, won't
I don't understand your needs and frankly I care.
He to be a cowboy and she wants to be an actress.
I want to stash some money under my mattress.
Wine and candy, and dandy. Old and proper unity.
Community be damned, I see a golden
Women with hips and brains of scrounging for tips and change.
Ships and planes. High shoes and whips and chains...

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Flashy-flash! the birdy!
Trashy-trash! the dirty

order fantasies. Glamour for shipment.
I got a eye for beauty and some camera equipment.
My sister's friends me Mr. Lens. I'm focused.
The girl next door becomes a like hocus-pocus.
Studio and bondage gear hangs on coat hooks.
Descriptions of written down in some notebooks.
The always right even if you say it's wrong.
I always ask questions and the girls just play along.
in furs, black nylon, go-go boots.
There's an exuberant mood at the photo shoots.
Handcuffs and harnesses. Whatever if it pleases.
Plus, some 8mm films of some teases.
Two pretty girls in daylight, they might
Play and tie each other up if the pay's right.
Senators and next door neighbours, a funny biz.
Not saying that I like it, it's just where the is...

(2x)Flashy-flash! the birdy!
Trashy-trash! the dirty

Tore up the book. Flaunted convention.
Undaunted, some unwanted attention.
Weirdos and do-gooders, big and minimals.
with serious problems and criminals.
Fifty thousand on the mailing list estimated.
attack, being tested and investigated.
Juvenile my ass! What is this shit?!
Fought by some of the same men I do business with.
They focus on the negatives, treating us common crooks.
I'm an artist goddammit! said the same thing about comic books.
Who could have guessed it? a mob scene.
The is undeniable, but they say its obscene.
Spread eagle, American beauty: and splendid.
offended. Naked as nature intended.
Leaves a bad taste in peoples mouths, maybe bitter.
want your manure, I'm an entrepreneur not a babysitter...

Wash the birdy, Wash, Wash, Wash, Wash the

Flashy-flash!
Trashy-trash! (wash wash)
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Wash the