Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus Stole My Baby

Jesus stole my baby, Jesus stole my
He took her for an hour every Sunday
And cut all of her beautiful

She was always easy days of the week
Now a bore and I've seen it before
She thinks it her some kind of mystique

that she just wants to save me
Said you go on the way that you are
She chased all my friends, hurts my brain it bends
my cigarettes and steals my guitar

And it's a long time since she was mine, I am fine
Another simple boy on the line
And though she is here with me I'm aching to be free
She takes it all so goddamn

Well, I've always been in with her treasure
But she as well be locked up in chains
I ask she says no and I'm feeling so low
I'm bursting my feet to my brains

Now if I could only talk to this
I'd tell him just how I've been
I'd ask him to send home my baby
So she can see what state I've been in

stole my baby so maybe I should steal his
She used to be mine now she's so and divine
May not be but that's the way that it is

And I'm lost among the clowns, Jesus men in gowns
All sandals and out of tune
And she talks in tones of skeleton bones
through a mangled microphone

And it's a long time since she was mine, pretending I am
Another simple boy on the line
And though she is here with me I'm aching to be free
She takes it all so seriously