Luyện nghe bài hát I Write the Book

I'm over here and cold
I'm writing for growing old
Growing old, and alone
Oh, baby, pick up the

This pain in my
Has been with me through the
And I walk IT around a very old friend
It goes I go
It's been everywhere been
There's something shiny in my
It's the key to my
Why don't you it?

I write the on loneliness
I the poem on pain
I'm the obituary in the
out in the pouring rain

It used to be, babe, between us
I don't know how to
We used to be and Venus
Now we're the water flowing the drain

wanna be bad
Don't lie
wanna make you mad
And I don't die
Knowing we're apart for the of our lives
Cuts me like a knife
I been your crops like a big old locust
Now I be a little more in focus

I write the on loneliness
I write the on pain
I'm the in the newspaper
Lying out in the rain

BREAK

I the book on loneliness
I write the on pain
I'm the obituary in the
Lying out in the rain

Oh...

And the obit....oh
And the obit....oh
And the obit....everyday

Whoa, oh oh, oh, oh ah...
I the book