Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

You up on the backstage
the red light's on
She said I'm put on something comfortable
You just your Gucci jacket off now
Hey people let's about yer preferences
An' you get it on
I you like to look just like a lady
'cos yer momma always said that it was
Well I'm yer mamma

You bin for Strange
Up and down
You rode to the top
But it rolling back to you

You could never be
So now you value
I seen you leaving a rockhouse last
In of lowlife sympathy

You a lick on Satan's ow!
Then down your stone
You take yer off of yer daddy
You got three for you at home
You to my

you bin looking for Strange
Up and down
You right to the top
But it keeps rolling to you

'cos you bin for Strange
Up and down
You right to the top
But it keeps rolling to you

Yer always for Strange
Yer looking for Strange
Yer always looking for
Yer always for Strange
Yer looking for Strange
Yer always for Strange

a maceman or a money gotta a vice-squad connection
Policeman's got a preference for selection
Some company director with taste for
yer wife is whipping on a judge
You're a paedophile priest in a house of
A dance for some protection
A banker borders smugglin' and children
While yer daughter's on a a drug

for Strange
Up and here
You right to the top
But it keeps back to you

Yer looking for
Up and down
You rode to the top
But it keeps rolling to you

Keeps on back to you
Rollin' to you
on rollin' back to you
on

To the top
To the top
To the top
To the top
To the top
To the top