Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

That me at a quarter to three
Back in our
Tearin' up the roses and the home grown
In my new car
Those bottles in the and the bottles in the hall
Well, I know where they came from
It be burglars in the neighborhood
I hope they catch those bums

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

Well I was allegedly by a truck stop waitress
At our door
Now who you gonna believe, sweet lovin' daddy
Or lyin' eyes of yours
That lipstick on my collar, that you found mornin'
that's not lipstick at all
I was just in a hurry to get back to you
Had a little fall

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

Oh, please answer the phone
Hey, ain't it great home and alone like this
That cigarette 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 nothin'
I do ever you

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

Oh, deny, deny,