Luyện nghe bài hát Hadlock Padlock

i ran into at hadlock padlock
i have you seen my love?
he said he was on elkins road
face down in a puddle of
then i ran blair warner
at the at four corners
i said did you see him
she said that was a rumor
duper small town trumor
he was off
to treatment last

what goes around don't come around not in town
seven walls go up for every one wall that comes
and the old pray they'll be young again someday
do job you dirty slob or nobody gets paid

she was standing on the dock trying to hit the moon rocks
along came a man with his in his hand
he what do you think? she said i think you stink
she spit in his eye, said bye-bye, and pushed him in the drink

then she to the pay shower and pumped quarters for an hour
even though she made it she still violated
wrapped the soap on a around her throat
said dear god i hope you'll let me into heaven
'cause i'm only eleven and got nowhere to go

what goes don't come around not in this town
a subway sandwich shop up and the roller rink closed down
and the kids all pray that either get away
or get a job like in dad's meth lab and become rich one day

little david was to skate, practiced every single day
kept and falling and falling but he finally learned to ollie
he wondered who he'd tell, thought he would mel,
but mel and all his other friends in the county jail

is where i sent the letter that said things are gonna get better
he said you've got it all wrong, why'd you write stupid song?
i said 'cause you're in my head even if you me dead
just i said exactly what i meant doesn't mean i meant what i said

goes around don't come around not in this town
you don't need karmic retribution if got good ammunition
and always prayed that someday she'd get laid
by dumb fuck with a pickup truck and really good cocaine

please do me a favor when you go to penny
get a half-rack of for the girls,
two roast beef bites, a pack of old gold lights,
and us at the end of the world

i'll be on the cliff with the sunset in my eyes
be too insignificant to feel the need to lie
i wonder if climbing that you city people do
ever leads you to a with such a pretty view

what if what goes around is just a crying clown
and the clouds split down the middle and a hand comes down
and we think that we are saved but the hand is made of
and my tears make messy make up all over my face

what goes around don't come around not in town
seven walls go up for one wall that comes down
and the old ladies pray they'll be again someday
do your job you dirty slob or nobody paid
nobody laid
nobody gets
do your job you slob or nobody gets paid