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
With the palm of her
the thought struck home
"I don't who I am"

And she sat
On the floor
And
There's 3 people in this
don't need me anymore
And she cried a baby
In a pile of dirty

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

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

Oh, I be more care free
Should I be sexy
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 pickin' up the
her back to Earth again
She'd to the dark side of the moon
She had to keep it to
So she Kentucky Fried Chicken
For

Oh, but she more care free
And she looked sexy
And she more friend than mom
And the table talk was
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