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 tell she was not
By the way she kept on
Past the other side of
At a man like to try

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

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

Twenty bucks an later
My apartment
I was feeling
From all the I'd sown

She was sweet, she was
As she introduced my
To some
It had never ever

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

And a of satisfaction
On her lips that made me
If she ever ashamed
Of we'd 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
Past the other side of