Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

She lives an orange tree
The girl that yoga
She picks the dead from the ground
When we come
And she gives, I get
Without anything to me

Like a sun
Like a
a morning sun
Good, morning sun

The that does yoga
When we come
Girl does yoga

He in a little house
On the of a little hill
the litter from the ground
Litter little spills
He gives, I get
Without anything to me

And the dogs, run
And the dogs,
And the dogs, run
In the good, good sun

Side of a little
Litter little brother
The of a little hill

Oh and always dressed in white
like an angel, man, she burns my eyes
Oh and she turns, she a smile
We her 'round and she drives us wild

Oh and she moves like a little
I become a child, man, she move my
And she gets in rain
And away and leaves me standing

She lives an orange tree
The girl does yoga
Got a wolf to her warm
he comes over
She gives, he
giving anything to see

And the day, it
And the day, it
And the day, it
And there's no for me

The girl that does
When we over
The girl that yoga