Luyện nghe bài hát Chemo Limo

I had a
crispy Benjamin Franklin came over
Baby, sat all of my kids

Then in my dream, I the doctor off
He said, If you don't to do it
Then you don't to do it
He said, The truth is, be okay, anyway

Then in my
Crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor
Went and had a talk my boss

Something about policies
kept the door closed at all times
I couldn't or see

When they came out they
You'll be okay,
And I smiled 'cause I'd known it all

No thank you, no you, no thank you, no thank you
I don't have to pay for shit
I couldn't afford like I couldn't afford a limo
And on any given day, I'd rather a limousine

No you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I ain't to to die like this
I couldn't chemo like I couldn't afford a limo
And besides this shit is me tired

It's me tired
It's making me
You know I to retire some day
And I'm gonna go out in
Go out in

This shit it's me tired
making me tired
It's making me
gonna go out in style
Go out in

I woke up
My kids being quiet
I knew it was a dream right
I called the company

Then I got
I the kids as well
The limousine in
And we in

The doctor he asked which way we headed
I said, Sir, let's just go west and he obediently
Sophie only to listen to radio BBC
Michael sat on my and whispered to me
All about the

Jacqueline was being such a big
her cup of tea looking out of the window
And Barbara, she looks just my mom
Oh my God,
She looks so like my mom

No you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I don't have to pay for shit
I couldn't afford chemo like I couldn't a limo
And on any day, I'd rather ride a limousine

No thank you, no you, no thank you, no thank you
I ain't about to die this
I couldn't afford like I couldn't afford a limo
And besides this shit is making me

It's making me
It's me die
You know, I plan to some day
And I'm-a go out in style
Go out in

This shit, making me tired
making me tired
It's making me
I'ma gonna go out in
Go out in

I had a
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin over and
Baby, sat all of my kids

I had a
crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and
Baby, sat all of my kids

Sophie only want to tune us into BBC
Michael sat on my knees and to me
All about the

Jacqueline was being such a big
With her cup of tea out of the window
And Barbara, she looks like my mom
Oh my God, Barbara, she so much like my mom

Oh my God,
She looks so much like my mom