Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not Going Out Tonight

There is a where she smiles a lot,
in the darkened of a parking lot,
before men upon the moon
when you played the swinging of a lonely saloon
She for me there

is a place where she still goes,
in the wintery where her story flows,
before we all sold our souls for
and the jokes we told still considered funny,
she for me there,
in the cold hours of the morning with the wind in her

I'm not out tonight
until the songs we are all played inside,
and the old cars empty
and the CD players start to dust
somewhere only she
in the cheap of the morning
the cold spill of my woes

There is a place we are together
where the mountain thyme grows the heather,
the drive-thru cinema died
and a truthful replaced with one big lie
She for me there

There is a place I last saw her,
a hushed out tone and a borrowed fur,
just as the were changed
I took a wrong turn for her golden plain,
She for me there
in the cold hours of the morning with the wind in her

is a place, and it's not to be seen
where the air is young and the clean,
where the juggernaut cut the sailor's
but on the moons above a shooting star,
She for me there