Luyện nghe bài hát Cheatercheaterbestfriendeater

Yeah, you broke my heart last week,
you said you had slept with him.
I know you called, I got all.

La, da, da, da, da, da.

Girl, you better what you got,
Before you go and it away.

But, don't say that I don't you.
'Cause, oh, I know, all about type.
You're the type of girl, that all day, and talks all night.
And, oh, I know, you are feeling sad
I don't bad.
'Cause, even three text messages, four missed calls,
You still slept my best friend.

Yeah, you got a lot of nerve,
To say that was all my fault.
I you called, I got them all.

La, da, da, da, da, da.

Girl, you better what ya got,
you go, and give it away.

But, say that I don't know you.
'Cause, oh, I know, all about type.
You're the type of girl, texts all day, and talks all night.
And, oh, I know, you are feeling sad
I don't bad.
'Cause, even three text messages, four missed calls,
You still slept my best friend.

So, I sing, rain, rain, go away, again another day.
I say, it's okay, to give a little hell to pay.
And, every single time you make way into my sheets
The move to minutes,
The turn, into weeks.
And, I know, you're so cool, but I be a fool.
For taking you in, and you win control of my heart.
And every single you make your way into my sheets,
The move to minutes,
The days turn weeks.

Rain, rain, go away, come again day.
I say, it's okay, to give a little hell, to pay.
And, every single time you make your way my sheets
The hours to minutes,
The turn, into weeks.
And I know, so cool, but I must be a fool.
For you in and letting you win control of my heart.
And, every single time you make your way my sheets,
The move to minutes,
The days turn weeks.

Oh, I know, all about type.
You're the of girl, that texts all day, and talks all night.
And, oh, I know, that you are sad, I don't feel bad
'Cause, even three text messages, four missed calls,
You still slept my best friend.