Luyện nghe bài hát Good Guy - Bad Luck

I growing up, and I
forget throwing up
That Friday
I everything in site, and

I remember out, and how
My mom was out
I got home
She had the on the phone

Why do I insist on
Making these dumb
I guess I'm just a guy with bad:

I skipping class, and I
Can't forget car crash
I get far
I hit the new car, and

I her Dad's place, and I
forget her Dad's face
When he the door
And caught us on her bedroom

Why do I insist on
these dumb mistakes
Maybe it's part of growing up

I'd like to I'll learn my lesson
How many times it take
I I'm just a good guy with bad luck

I'm just a good guy bad luck
I'm always up
This time I'm really
I'm just a guy with bad luck