Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Money

It's difficult, it's tough
I to the man who'd been sleeping rough
To sit within a breeze
All the nodding trees
hang heavy with the stuff

He his arms around my neck
Brushed the tear from my
And my soft white hand
He was an man
And he did not even barely speak

money
Rain it on the wife and the kids
Rain it down on the where we live
until you got nothing left to give
And that ever loving stuff down on me

All the for which my heart yearns
joy in diminishing returns
Kissed me on
His hands they headed
And my cheek, it

Money, man, it is a
The poor, they spoil it for the
With my pressed in the clover
I wondered when would be over
And at home we are all so sad

Easy
Pour it the open drain
Pour it all my veins
Pour it down, yeah, let it
And pour ever loving stuff down on me

Now, I'm sitting pretty down on the
Life shuffles past at a low interest
In the colored meadows
And all the interesting
They leap up, dissipate

Easy
Easy
Easy
Rain it down on the and the kids
Rain it down on the where we live
Rain it down until you got nothing to give
And rain ever loving stuff down on me

Easy
Easy
money
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