Luyện nghe bài hát I Call That True Love

(Shel Silverstein)

Ever' mornin' won't you you wake up early cook me big T-bone steak
Serve it to me in bed go on the street and hustle bring me back all the you make
Won't you rub my body sweet scented oil, cool me with a 'lectric fan
Run to the church fall down on your knees say Lord I wanna thank you for man

And I'll call that true love, true and
That the kind of love I'm gettin'
But baby the kind of love I need

I wanna come every evenin' to a great big meal of wine and roasted pheasant
I want you to say to me Ray, hey this is Susy, this is Kay, I brought 'em both home to you for a
When The Man downs his and find my stash, won't you tell 'em it belongs to you
And when you're sittin' in the slam tell all the chickies when they get out they should look me up too

And I'll that true love, true and sweet
ain't the kind of love I'm gettin'
But baby that's the kind of I need

Some guy accuses me of foolin' with his wife threatens to take me
Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle and take the bullet in own heart
And as lyin' on the floor and dyin', I want you to look up at me and say
Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, roll my body out of the way

And I'll that true love, true and sweet
That ain't the kind of I'm gettin'
But baby the kind of love I need

Hollywood calls you on the I want you to turn down the part
And when ballin' baby, ride on top so I never ever strain my heart

And I'll call true love, true and sweet
That ain't the kind of I'm gettin'......