Luyện nghe bài hát Ladle

You file me the libertines
I fold in
My monthly of magazines
bistro shine

In my ladle is plum
And my daily staple of your cutesy
Of cutesy falling crumbs

I saw you at the din, din
You made me sad I watched
I must say you truly 'em in
dearly debauched

In my is your plum
And my daily of your cutesy crumbs
Of your cutesy crumbs

In my ladle is your
And my daily of your cutesy crumbs
Of cutesy falling crumbs