Luyện nghe bài hát Blonde

I saw you in a magazine just the day
When they asked you you came from, funny you forgot this place
I guess you amnesia, we've been knowing you before Pre-K
Can't hide the you behind that new fake name

You can the lights
You can the fame
Used to be the captain of the team
Now you're just a never coming homecoming
Don't sell long girl
You must be
You even Blonde girl
Or even true to roots, yeah

I saw your Mama and your on Sunday
Your little starts school on Monday
Your roll over in his grave
If he saw the way you

You can the lights
You can chase the
to be the captain of the cheer team
Now you're just a never homecoming queen
Don't yourself long girl
You must be
You ain't even Blonde
Or even true to roots
Yeah, ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah, ah

I to love your lips girl
had a down home taste
So you go and fill 'em girl
up the ones that God gave

You can chase the
You can the fame
Used to be the captain of the cheer
Now you're just a never homecoming queen
Don't sell yourself girl
You be confused
You ain't Blonde girl
Or even to your roots

(Yeah, ah, ah)
We right there when your Daddy wasn't
(Yeah, ah, ah)
We were the first time you got drunk
(Yeah, ah, ah, ah)
even hold up your head
So I you up and put you in bed
(Yeah, ah, ah)
My shirt dried your tears when Brett broke heart
(Yeah, ah, ah)
I took the blame in old cop car
(Yeah, ah, ah, ah)
Laughed when you choked on first smoke
Watching you now is a damn joke,
Yeah, ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah