Luyện nghe bài hát Jukebox

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

Then she drinks up and out
Of her chair and she dances out of time
As as she can sway for as long as she can say
This dance is mine, this dance is

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

some, losing some, she says
My sister calls every Sunday night
After the go down and I can
Never to say anything right

My life blew up
And now all coming down

And she leave me alone
Tonight I just wanna stay
She fills the pot water
She in the bone

She says, got a darkness
That I to feed, I've got a sadness
That grows up me like a weed
And I'm not anyone

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

She the phone calls
The cards and such
She all the people
Who by and try to pull her back in touch

They try to hold the lid down
And they try to well
But the oil and
Just want to themselves

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