Luyện nghe bài hát Atlanta Song

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

You could she was not happy
By the way she kept on
Past the other side of
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 like all
With my hand in my pocket
While she us
the law allowed

Twenty an hour later
My one-bedroom
I was feeling
From all the I'd sown

She was sweet, she was
As she introduced my
To pleasures
It had ever known

When I woke up in the
She was laying beside me
a kitten
With her face to the sun

And a of satisfaction
On her that made me wonder
If she ever felt
Of what done

So I her in Atlanta
She was in cafe
With a price tag on her
And a in her eye

And I she still ain't happy
By the way she keeps on
the other side of nowhere