Luyện nghe bài hát Donald & Lydia

Small town, bright lights, night
Pinballs and pool halls are flashing their
change behind the counter in a penny arcade
Sat the fat girl of Virginia and Ray

Lydia, Lydia hid her thoughts a cat
Behind her eyes sunk deep in her fat
She read romance magazines up in her
And felt just like Sunday on afternoon

But dreaming just natural
Like the first breath from a
Like sunshine feeding
Like the love hidden deep in heart

Bunk beds, shaved heads, night
A warehouse of strangers with sixty watt
through the ceiling, just wanting to be
Lay one of too many, a PFC

Donald, were spaces between Donald and whatever he said
Strangers had him to live in his head
He envisioned the details of scenes
midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine

But dreaming just natural
Like the first breath a baby
Like sunshine daisies
Like the love hidden deep in your

Hot love, cold love, no at all
A of guilt is hung on the wall
Nothing is wrong and nothing is
Donald and Lydia made that night

Love, made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams
They made love in the valleys, they made love in dreams
But when they finished there was nothing to say
'Cause they made love from ten miles away

But dreaming just natural
Like the first from a baby
Like feeding daisies
the love hidden deep in your heart