Luyện nghe bài hát Black Coffee

I'm feeling mighty
Haven't slept a
I the floor and watch the door
And in I drink

Black
a hand-me-down brew
I'll never a Sunday in this weekday room

I'm to the shadows
One o'clock to
And, Lord, how the moments go
all I do is pour

Black
Since the blues my eye
I'm hanging out on
My Sunday too dry

Now a man is born to go
A woman's born to and fret
To stay at and tend her oven
And drown her past
In and cigarettes

I'm moody all the
And I'm all the night
And in between nicotine
And not much heart to

coffee
Feeling low as the
driving me crazy
This for my baby
To maybe around