Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

That wasn't me at a to three
Back in our
Tearin' up the roses and the home tomatoes
In my new car
bottles in the driveway and the bottles in the hall
Well, I don't know where they came
It must be burglars in the
I sure they catch those bums

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, deny, deny,