Luyện nghe bài hát Birthday Boy

Which ones the birthday
She said I ain't got all
What'd your name you?
You can call me you like
Every mystery gotta make it hard somehow
Sit your narrow ass down hot
I'll solve right now

You got a girlfriend don't you
Nervous cant lie
men don't ask how much, single ones ain't buying
One day you got everything, next day all broke
Let miss sit up front
Let her your nose

Working for the like you got eight hands
Flat on back under a mean old man
Just thinking happy thoughts and breathing
Between your mama's and daddy's belt
It don't take smarts to learn to tune out what hurts more than

The pretty from the smallest towns
Get like storms and droughts
old men talk about for years to come
I guess that's why they give us
So a few old men can say they saw us rain when we were

Which ones the boy?
She said I got all night
What'd your mama you?
You can call me you like