Luyện nghe bài hát Fever Pitch

The iron king sings a song for the
The leaver, the lonely, and
Young love
If I can then I'll meet you at the gate of St.
the fever takes my mind
My god she singing my name
Sounded like rain on the
While I alive
flame burns soft as a candle
Lit our two hearts
Just beats apart in the

Spent my summer out and (high)
On the
Head back blowin' through the
Growin' up a was all you ever dreamed

I got the holy
I got the rope
I felt the grip
When I it closer
I'm at the fever
Not quite but it
Can't feed the yet
I'm savin' up my measurement

I'm at the store
I'm buying eggs and
Lookin' at you and not where I
I broke my nose facin' god
let the fever get you
Got god
Lost my in the seventh heaven
Makin' out on eleven

my summer out and high (high)
On the
back blowin' through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was always just a
All you needed were lines you could believe
Sang to me sweetly
just a dream

Well I know you walk
With them heels in the
'em off
Let's
Let me get to you
Well I don't know
But I'm quick up and
I think I could get you in a or two
Yeah if I get a minute
Four, at the limit
I think I make you
after dinner
Kick me under the
I that's my in
And I think I came for
comes with it?

Let it
Let it
Simmer please

I got the holy
I got the rope
I felt the grip me
I needed it most (thank the lord)
I'm at the pitch now
I'm at the fever
Not quite but nearly
I it man