Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

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

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

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

Oh, you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three left 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 I know who that is
Yeah I know it 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
There's only three things now I can do
Deny, deny,

Oh, deny, deny,