Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

That me at a quarter to three
in our backyard
Tearin' up the roses and the home tomatoes
In my new car
Those bottles in the driveway and the in the hall
Well, I don't know where they from
It must be in the neighborhood
I sure hope they those bums

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

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

Oh, yeah you've got your own of the truth
only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny,

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

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

Oh, deny, deny,