Luyện nghe bài hát His Hands

I remember that day he walked up to me.
Wrote his number down, put it in the of my bluejeans.
And I like a feather, yeah, just like that, we were together.
He was my gentleman, sweet like, real sweet.

And his felt like thunder on my skin,
His hot, oh, how or how could I forget
that his looked right through me and that was it.
Silence was the sound then, and my heart pounded.

Told me would be different leaving church that Sunday,
but the only change was the quarters in the ashtray.
Yeah I have known better when the last three times he swore
that he would never lay another on me but the truth's on my face.

And his hands like thunder on my skin,
his hot, oh, how could I forget.
His looked right through me and that was it.
was the only sound then, and my heart pounded.

Oh I, thought he was all I ever wanted.
have come with a warning.
Just you, I've been there too.
Oh I got bag and I got a plan.
you better get out while you can... while you can, while you can.

Cause his felt like thunder on my skin,
His breath hot, oh how I forget
that his looked right through me and that was it.
Silence was the only sound then, silence was the sound then,
silence was the only then, and my heart heart pounded.