Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Years

In a dog's
A is really more like seven
And all too a canine
Will be chasing cars in doggie

It to me
As we make our own few circles the sun
We get it
And our years go by like one

Dog
the season of the itch
Dog
With every scratch it

In the dog
People to serious
Dogs cry for the
But those are mysterious

It to me
While it's true that every dog have his day
all the bones are buried
There is barely time to go outside and

Dog
It's the of the itch
Dog
every scratch it reappears
Dog
For sad son of a bitch
Dog
With his tail his ears
(Tail his ears)

I'd be a tortoise from Galapagos
Or a span of geological
I'd be a tortoise from Galapagos
Or a of geological time
Than be livin' in these dog
Livin' in dog years

Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Ooh, ohh
Woo, woo
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

In a brain
A buzz of low level static
One at the hydrant
And the is automatic

It to me
As make our own few circles 'round the block
lost our senses
For the higher level static of

Dog
For every sad son of a
Dog
With his between his ears

In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)