Luyện nghe bài hát It's the Little Things We Do

Well, I woke this with a teardrop in my eye
Because last night it felt like the best of my life
Now there's something is wrong, rotting my insides
And I don't understand why my brain wants to

I had women, wine, party time and that mattered
And when I woke up today you know my was all in tatters
I had bits of lungs, shrapnel glass, for breakfast
And my lips are blue, my toes are numb and I think got the shivers

It's the little we do when we go out in the night
And it's pay day today for having a good time
As hangover unfolds, well, the questions will arrive
Why do I feel like just for having a good time?

So I get up and go the stairs, and I try to make a sandwich
But the ham and cheese, they speak an evil language
Says, "Don't eat me, I don't to be there in your stomach"
And I break on down and cry, why do time turn to bummers?

It's the little we do when we go out in the night
And it's pay day today just for having a good
As your hangover unfolds, well, the will arrive
Why do I like death just for having a good time?

It's the little things we do we go out in the night
And it's pay day today for having a good time
As your hangover unfolds, well, the questions arrive
Why do I feel like death just for a good time?

the little things we do when we go out in the night
And it's pay day today just for having a time
As your hangover unfolds, well, the questions will
Why do I feel like just for having a good time?