Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, deny, deny,