Luyện nghe bài hát Arrested

Calls him daddy, him man
Another girl that they Britney
Johnny sits and the phones
From the corner, he'll get you

She in the cold gray dawn
Football games they me yawn
Cellophane and stomach
Pillow talk and breaks

A man with an estate
A hairdresser that he's straight
Her alimony is a month
She beats the kid, he plays the
And oh, oh, oh, life by

With your Mardi high
And your low
Second blues and money to blow
When you get tired and
There's something you should
At least he's going

The makes the bust
But not before he gets a
Good copy, great ones steal
The of us we almost feel
And oh, oh, oh, goes by

With your Mardi Gras
And tenderloin low
Second hand blues and to blow
you get tired and arrested
There's you can go
the blue and gold

He's gonna get a
years go to
The oldest profession
Ain't gonna fold
With fortunes told

With your Mardi high
And your low
Second hand and money to blow
When you get and arrested
There's something you know
You're in my soul