Luyện nghe bài hát Jukebox

In the jukebox of her
The list of names flips by and
She closes her
And smiles as the record

Then she herself up and out
Of her kitchen chair and she dances out of
As slow as she can sway for as as she can say
This is mine, this dance is mine

Her bears silent witness
To the of time
Tattoos mile markers
Map the distance she has

Winning some, some, she says
My sister still calls every Sunday
the rates go down and I can
Never to say anything right

My life blew up
And now it's all down

And she says leave me
Tonight I wanna stay home
She fills the pot water
She drops in the

She says, I've got a
I have to feed, I've got a sadness
That grows up around me like a
And I'm not hurting

I'm just in
As she closes her
And hears the song begin

She the phone calls
The consoling and such
She appreciates all the
Who come by and try to her back in touch

They try to hold the lid tightly
And try to shake well
But the oil and
want to separate themselves

She drinks up and out of her
Kitchen and she dances out of time
As slow as she can sway for as as she can say
dance is mine, this dance is mine
This dance is