Luyện nghe bài hát Grease

Ee-Ai!

Every hour floating through life,
says your not the type,
You life's a Christ like life and were a hellion,
Yet now you teach on the art of rebellion.

We used to make fun of who were two faced,
So now you mock parents who preach until they're blue faced,
Some say it aint over till the fat sings,
Well boy your saran wrap has its cling.

Your light has its ferver,
got no self control,
You've down to nothing,
You're just in that filthy black hole.

But there's always a guy who will you back,
He'll get your on the narrow track,
Doesn't take much a broken soul,
He'll you up and bring you in from the cold.

Your has lots of ferver,
got much self control,
You sir definatly become someone,
You're not in that filthy black hole.