Luyện nghe bài hát At T

Maybe someone?s gonna me
My is made of gravy
And the laps I swim lunatics don?t count
Open up your

Pull out all the things you wanted
?Til service calls
Room service

Open up hands and let me see
The things you in there
I to split up fifty-fifty
That?s the way we do it in this town

I?ve got all the in the world
And I it doesn?t floor you before you go
Room calls
In the falls, go

Whenever, whenever,
Whenever, whenever,
I feel fine
I?m gonna away from all this, all that

The groovy, kitty and little, little pity
With your slipshed [unverified] in back
And skinny, skinny people like that
you call on them, spell me

Spritzer on ice in New York
Isn?t it a pity? You never had to mix with that
Listen to the behind the open chest in the hall
Room calls

I?m blue ?n green, and blue

Whenever,
Whenever,
ho
I feel fi-i-ine, I?ll walk the for you

walk the plank
I wore your for you in the d-d-dark
Of the

Jacob, Jacob
I?d to thank you for everything
Primarily glass house
I?m the ballin? stores ?n

I?m Cashmir sellin?
Come along lads, hands
1, 2, 3, go
(Guess, Levis, Guess, Levis)

The it goes and a
ghost
Distorted