Luyện nghe bài hát Casual Sex

Casual sex, is it
(Yes)
I it's time to find out why
And soon I asleep, it's nighttime

In a dream there's a and a soldier
walking through the sand and toward a morgue
In an office a hostess who has carried our friend
And wheeled him a drawer

She his file, the air is cold
Down the we follow her
I'm thinking sex, the feeling

sex, the soldier's life's the same as mine
And he's to a nun
But the feeling of sex is possible yet
A new wave soldier's next to a young nun

The nun just has to pace, her Gothic skirt over her
They're getting warmer toward the insides and their
"The of time" is not a painting, it's life
They're into robes and gloves, glass and crosses

The feeling of sex is nothing yet
A new wave is standing next to a young nun
The sound of her voice, and the of the robe
Are thinner as the whip begins to speak

The nun strikes a pose
The soldier's helmet hits the
He's walking backward until he's
Against stained