Luyện nghe bài hát Cold, Kind, and Lemon Eyes

Oh God, me from my enemies
These women in green coats
Working for a tip, paint your lips

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

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

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

Don't suck gut so tight
And don't cut your so nice

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

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

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