Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Do It Alone

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Oh God, God, she's done it now,
up, her body's all spun around,
Oh yeah, yeah, she's really it,
And her just isn't something I can stomach,

Back it up, it up,
If you talkin' to me,
it up, smack it up,
If you act a to me,
it up, stack it up,
If you fuckin' as me,
My daddy a dealership,
The is fuckin' history

This ain't a song (oh no),
This a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,
This ain't a song (oh, no, no, no),
This a whiskey-drowned ballad,
There ain't nothing that's valid,
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just do it alone
I do it alone,
I do it alone,
No, I do it alone

Oh no, no, I'm not impressed you,
Pink drinks seem to get the best of you,
Rock and sleep until the sun sets,
I'd talk but you took the tongue I with

it up, back it up,
If you talkin' to me,
it up, smack it up,
If you act a to me,
Stack it up, it up,
If you rich as me,
My daddy a dealership,
The press is fuckin'

This ain't a love (oh no),
This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause lonely,
This a love song (oh, no, no, no),
This a whiskey-drowned ballad,
There ain't here that's valid,
So me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay and carry you home,
corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it
I do it alone,
I do it alone,
No, I can't do it

I can call you out and the rain is worse,
But it's that better if I did it all in person,
I can you out and complain the rain is worse,
But it's much better if I did it all in person.

So tell me baby, pretty baby, that house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I can't do it alone
So me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to strong and carry you home,
Over of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I can't do it alone