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

It was as simple
As the bed
kicked off the voice
Inside her
She was the sheet
the palm of her hand
When the struck home
"I know who I am"

And she sat
On the floor
And
3 people in this house
That don't need me
And she like a baby
In a of dirty clothes

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

It was as simple
As checkin' in to that cheap
Out on 10
Was it the of leavin'
Or her maiden name
took all of the fun
Out of away
And she like a baby
In the tub of 5

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

It was as simple
As up the kids
her back to Earth again
She'd been to the dark side of the
She had to keep it to
So she grabbed Fried Chicken
For

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

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