Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

That wasn't me at a to three
Back in our
up the roses and the home grown tomatoes
In my new car
Those bottles in the and the bottles in the hall
Well, I don't know they came from
It must be in the neighborhood
I hope they catch those bums

I you've got your own version of the truth
There's three things left now I can do
Deny, deny,

Well I was allegedly dropped by a truck waitress
At our front
Now who you believe, your sweet lovin' daddy
Or those lyin' of yours
That lipstick on my collar, you found this mornin'
Well that's not at all
I was in a hurry to get back to you honey
Had myself a fall

Oh, yeah got your own version of the truth
There's only three left now I can do
Deny, deny,

Oh, don't answer the phone
Hey, ain't it great home and alone like this
That voice asking for her big boy
Why I know who that is
Yeah I know it bad
But lookin' at a victim of a circumstance or two
Oh, is it now seems like nothin'
I do ever you

I know got your own version of the truth
There's only three things now I can do
Deny, deny,

Oh, deny, deny,