Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Catholics

We should've never thought that we could get
And drive around with just a half a of smokes
of Clear Eyes and appetite
We were pillaging the Turkey Hill on Ave in West Side
Wouldn't you guess the thing we had to fear
Would be flashing their in the rearview mirror
time they got us
It's all now
You praying Hail Marys for an escape route
But thank God for father's last name
And all the connections that made
To everyone, you're a sweet church girl
But I your secret

Bad Catholics, weren't we,
Always out before communion started
Bad Catholics, we, darling?
Always dipping out before communion

Another summer and church picnic
I watch a run around in a panic
a kid with his orange soda mustache
While his father's by the wheel
I saw you in the beer tent
Hanging with your new husband and your on the way
Oh it's of strange how it made me miss something
lost in the both of us now
You thank God that I my way
You introduce me to his name
To everyone you're a sweet church girl, but I your secret

Bad Catholics, weren't we,
Always out before communion started
Bad Catholics, weren't we,
dipping out before communion started
Bad Catholics, weren't we,
Always out before communion started
Bad Catholics, weren't we,
Always dipping out communion started