Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Seasons

(verse 1)
I used to this woman who had the most beautiful
tattoos on the top sides of both of her
she was forty years old and as far as I know
had never yet with a man
its not that she attractive she was beautiful
but its the way she interacted
she was passive to the point where she
would of intimidated any myth that ever to catch it
on the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude
she claimed it is God resembled
but on the left she had a image of the same female
and this one she looked like the devil
I remember once her touch her own breasts
how the tattoos smiled as they stared down her
as if anticipating when they'd be alive and
sweet flower that they both seemed ta with (sweet flower)
now maybe I was but it felt so right
heaven and hell both take till this warm
it didn't make how she could-commence
touching herself with me awake in the same room
but if I've anything in my years (my years)
I I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise)

but what next damn near stole my tears
the tattoos alive right in front of my eyes
they both slowly stood up and climbed off her
and showed me why she never took some time a man
they climbed deep inside of woman's garden
she closed her and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped I left and I regret leaving
and I'd never forget all the things I saw evening
a glimpse of religion a piece of coming
to understanding about what intrigues me most
I didn't get on I just got turned
I wasn't as as I was concerned
for each one of em hurt
and every time I think
got a lot to teach but even more to learn
so now I my eyes open hoping to take in all I can
about taking in all she can
and for as long as I I'd stay reciting my memory
for that woman with the hands

(chorus: repeat 5x till fades)
There's good an evil in each find
identifies needs and I desire
as long as we keep our spirit
she can her bottom lip all she wants