Luyện nghe bài hát Cold, Kind, and Lemon Eyes

Oh God, deliver me my enemies
These in green winter coats
Working for a tip, don't your lips

And bite, they're baiting you
And don't cry 'cause want you to

Mama, I'm it off
thin from red lights and scotch
And I hate cross
But you should hold booze

Please drop bombs on me
I beg of thee leave me in peace
have cold, kind and lemon eyes
Oh, eyes, my God

Don't suck your gut so
And don't cut your hair so

Mama, I'm it off
thin from red lights and scotch
I hate being
But you should hold booze

bite, I'm begging you
And don't leave when I at you

Mama, I'm it off
thin from red lights and scotch
I hate cross
But you should hold booze