Luyện nghe bài hát Chemo Limo

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

in my dream, I told the doctor off
He said, If you want to do it
Then you have to do it
He said, The truth is, you'll be okay,

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

about insurance policies
They kept the door closed at all
I hear or see

When they out they said
be okay, anyway
And I smiled I'd known it all along

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

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

It's making me
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 making me
It's making me
making me tired
I'ma go out in style
Go out in

I woke up
My kids were quiet
I knew it was a dream right
I the limousine company

I got dressed
I dressed the as well
The limousine in
And we in

The doctor he asked way we were headed
I said, Sir, let's go west and he listened obediently
Sophie wants to listen to radio BBC
sat on my knees and whispered to me
All the meanies

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

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

No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no you
I ain't about to die like
I afford chemo 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, it's making me
making me tired
It's me tired
I'ma go out in style
Go out in

I had a
Crispy crispy Benjamin came over and
Baby, sat all four of my

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

Sophie only want to tune us radio BBC
Michael sat on my knees and 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, Barbara, she looks so like my mom

Oh my God,
She looks so just like my mom