Luyện nghe bài hát Grudge

In the eighties, I had a radio.
I had a real bad
And nowhere to go except Aladdin's Castle and Drugs.
She had sweat bands, she to break dance.
She wore a pair of shiny pants.
I was and she was a superstar.
Was it just, was it just, was it too much to ask?
Worlds were in the between us.
I guess I should've made a
Or to meet her set of standards.
I had a good collection of Masters of the Universe.
I had Fett and Greedo and I was pushing seventeen.
She had tapes of Khan and Kenny Loggins,
She knew how to skate.
She had eyes looked around for the boys
Who I had grown to hate.
At the time I was working on a
another fruitless side distraction.
I sometimes what she would think of that
What if I had her with some fiction
Over wine and by a lakeside?
she have just stood back up and moonwalked home?
was it too much to ask?
Worlds in the space between us.
I guess I should've a sacrifice
Or to meet her set of standards.
But she have respect for the Stray Cats,
I didn't respect for that.
Cubes were not my style and they're still not
I was D&D.


When I look upon the eighties
I get pissed off at Ronald Reagan.
I never paid attention to him then.
But that who wore the parachute pants,
The one who my heart, the one who broke danced.
I hope that one day we'll meet again.
I'm not sure, I'm not sure, I'm not sure, no I'm not sure.
I'm not what I would do,
I'm not sure if even
I know wherever she is
She's got stuck up in her ass
And the closer to the shore that my ship
She can only, she can only, she can eat herself alive
Eat alive.