Luyện nghe bài hát Douchebag Blues

My prospects are all out of
My has faded away
I get up on old treadmill
Day day after day
The he don't like my performance

Old lady says too
But she spends all the on scratch-offs
And she likes the way that too
But its OK

I'm a
You can it on me
My is sweet perfection
What she wants is the way it be
She huggin' and kissin, and grindin' and dissin'
And my mind to me

And 'iffin I want to my peace
And all the talking a rest
She out her tires, blame it on me
'Cause she knows her lawyer's the
But its OK

Ninety
nothin' to me
My children, they are all a
And I nothing more could be true
And I'm prayin' The Lord keeps them safe
In spite of the they do

I'm not understanding
What we do to them kids days
I hope they can something better to do
Than blowing each other
But its OK

I'm a
You can it on me
Just me . . .