Luyện nghe bài hát God Don't Make Lonely Girls

Senorita, like you
Ain't nothing
Good ain't supposed to do
Oh no no no no

I her downtown, 'bout an hour ago
the glass at a peep show
I got 'cause I don't know
Can she see me behind that

almost nine and I'm back in line
I get the girl
With the Spanish tears out of my
got to make her mine, all mine

But is wrong, she don't belong
She oughta be where she's from
Maybe home is Mexico City
Man, I don't know her, but she is pretty

But God, don't make girls
He sure want 'em in His world
But God, don't make girls
Yeah, yeah, doo doo doo doo

Now when I that girl all mine
I'm gonna by her
I get inside of her barbed wire
Once I get

I bet she'd look in a brand new dress
She never good in her fish net
She's got to be this towns mess
But it ain't that her face would suggest

But God, don't lonely girls
He didn't want 'em in His world
But God, don't make girls
Yeah, yeah, doo doo doo doo

I make her see
I'm a
Oh, if she'd only come along me
Well, I can her see

Gonna take a walk right through these
she's comin' home with me
I ain't even gonna her at all
Man, I'm only gonna lay awake and watch her

But God, don't make girls
He sure didn't 'em in His world
I know God, make lonely girls
Yeah, yeah, doo doo doo doo