Luyện nghe bài hát Eight Crazy Hours (In the Story of Love)

It was somethin' as
As the bed
That kicked off the
her head
She was smoothin' the
the palm of her hand
When the thought home
"I don't who I am"

And she sat
On the floor
And
There's 3 in this house
That don't me anymore
And she cried like a
In a of dirty clothes

Oh, should I be care free
I be more sexy
Should I be friend, than mom
And the was buzzin'
And the TV was
And she to call her mother

It was somethin' as
As checkin' in to cheap motel
Out on 10
Was it the sting of
Or usin' her name
took all of the fun
Out of away
And she cried like a
In the tub of 5

Oh, should I be more care
Should I be more
I be more friend, than mom
And her head was
And the TV was
And she wanted to her husband

It was as simple
As up the kids
That her back to Earth
She'd been to the dark of the moon
She had to it to herself
So she grabbed Kentucky Fried
For

Oh, but she looked care free
And she more sexy
And she looked more than mom
And the talk was buzzin'
And the TV, it was
And all sat and laughed at each other

It was somethin' as
As not up
And eight crazy
In the story of