Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

That wasn't me at a quarter to
in our backyard
Tearin' up the roses and the grown tomatoes
In my new car
Those bottles in the driveway and the bottles in the
Well, I don't know where came from
It be burglars in the neighborhood
I sure hope they catch those

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

I was allegedly dropped by a truck stop waitress
At our front
Now who you gonna believe, sweet 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 hurry to get to you honey
Had myself a fall

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

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

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

Oh, deny, deny,