Luyện nghe bài hát Daughters Of The Northern Coast

Ain't like the windy city
Where the died
the wild dogs meet the fences
And the horsemen, ride
the flatlands become flatlands
And the collide
I'm just sitting 'neath the
Running a
Took a on a bin-train
50 or more
They say the are just insane
But it's too to score
Sittin' on the lawn Andrea
Draggin' the for big red
Everyone looks better with a
Easier to get you bed

of the northern coast
Sons of beaches, don't deliver the
You the post is a ghost

Lee went lookin' for a marvin
While we looking for a line at the pub
Hey, and still the man's starvin'
No nobody wants a job
Helicopter homestead
Stirring all the young at night
steppin' out there in the sultry summer evening
Their pistols all
And their so bright

Daughters of the northern
Sons of beaches, don't the post
You know the is a ghost

Took a ride on a
50 cars or
They say the are just insane
But it's too risky to
Andrea's giving me a towel down
on a palm beach shore
If girls keep a doin' that thing
I wait for next year
I'm come back for more

of the northern coast
Sons of beaches, don't deliver the
You the post is a ghost