Luyện nghe bài hát Fifteen

Hate your 'cos they're the only ones
That make you to die
And they their scene
The priss and preen, they'll never get it

The mirror on the living wall
been too kind since you hit grade four
But honestly the last thing he'll say
Just put things away
You know it's not your time

the boy you got
He's the stub that never won a prize
And and no hard sell 'cos he's got a face
Came straight a fight

But he answers [unverified]
And he's six feet tall
But honestly the thing he'll say tonight
put your things away
You know it's just not your

big and dumb like a dagwood dog
His jeans never fit quite
But there's a blade cut
And a feeling in gut that says
There no way to disguise it

Hate your friends 'cos they're the only
That make you to die
And make their scene
The priss and preen, they'll get it right

The ones who so bright
Are made or broke come Friday
But honestly the last thing he'll say
Just put things away
You know it's not your

He's big and dumb a dagwood dog
His never fit quite right
But there's a razor cut
And a feeling in your gut that
ain't no way to disguise it

But honestly the thing he'll say tonight
Just put things away
You know it's just not your
That's the way we're get it right