Luyện nghe bài hát Atlanta Song

I met her in
She was in a cafe
With a tag on her body
And a in her eye

You could tell she was not
By the way she kept on
Past the other of nowhere
At a man she'd to try

And the make-up she had
not hide the youthful motions
Of her
From the music or the

I stared all others
my right hand in my pocket
While she us
the law allowed

Twenty bucks an later
My one-bedroom
I was feeling
From all the seeds I'd

She was sweet, she was
As she my body
To pleasures
It had never ever

I woke up in the morning
She was there beside me
Like a
With her turned to the sun

And a of satisfaction
On her that made me wonder
If she ever ashamed
Of what we'd

So I left her in
She was in cafe
a price tag on her body
And a in her eye

And I she still ain't happy
By the way she on staring
Past the side of nowhere