Luyện nghe bài hát 12/8 Time

12/8 time seemed to her to be sort of life of crime
With the handcuffs and the clubs coming down on me
She rock 'n roll don't give her nothing but bad dreams

So she planned my funeral and me for dead
A corpse in a double bed
But now standing on my front porch

She knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knock,

She come at my door
Now she come knockin' at my
Now her key it fit
I'm not let her in

Now she come knockin' at my
Now she come knockin' at my
Now her key it fit
I'm not let her in

Well, you look at here
She's got a perfume and her fancy clothes
And a ribbon in her
Well, she ain't bad-lookin' and give her that

But she all there
And her ain't as sexy as her underwear
Her stomach ain't big I suppose
To eat up all the mean words that she

She try to ring quiet but the doorbell's broke
She have to knock, knock, knock, I said
You're knock, knock, knock, yeah

She come at my door
Now she come at my door
Now her key it fit
I'm not let her in

She come knockin' at my
Now she come at my door
Now her key it fit
I'm not let her in

She a knock-knock, let me in
She a knock-knock, let me in
She a knock-knock, let me in
I no

She a knock-knock, let me in
She a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock,
Oh,

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

Not by the of my chinny-chin-chin
Would I ever consider to to let you in