Luyện nghe bài hát Apartment 21

Rain on my Sunday
Pick up the news
like tomorrows blues
But its than none

Call on the
knowin' he's not home
I'll put on the Rollin'
And I can me some fun

Start up a of stairs
Stand up and your hair
Try not to change
More than you can

Get something new
That's made for a or two
up the pieces
Where you think they might

goes
Another gone
to say so but I'm getting older
Day by day

Take off all clothes
Stand up and wipe nose
Cry for your
Who so long ago

on another plane
Today all the same
You can me in Boston
'Cause that's how it

I'm here in 21
Stop by and some fun
Say how ya doin', ya old son of a gun

at a photograph
Lord, don't it make you
For all these
What have you

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Sit down and write a
Wait till the grow long
And fir the autumn wind
To blow me

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