Luyện nghe bài hát Lately

In the fog
There was tear gas through the twilight
And he wondered life would be like
With a screen TV, a fridge full of beer
And a that's clean

See
She'd been about her little tiny baby
And the boy who had to defend me
a good friend of mine
But I can't the place of her man anytime

And it be long till he's coming home

You gotta bring your home
When all those stones have all thrown
give, get a chance to get a look at his kid
And he can live with whatever he did

Now
He was magazines on the front line
He was trying not to think about her
And what he have done
it seemed like neither one of them
Were any fun

See
She'd acting kinda crazy lately
Oh man, I she was gonna hate me
'Cause I couldn't her little one
I had so much to do, I was so strung

And it won't be till daddy's home

You gotta bring your home
all those stones have all been thrown
You gotta give, get a to get a look at his kid
And hope he can live with he did

And lately, all the hate me
And lately all the hate escapes me lately

So he her
He said, "Darling, I've feeling so alone here
Am I making perfectly clear
And I'm on my way back just a more missions
And I getting packed"

You gotta bring your soldier
When all those have all been thrown
Gotta give, get a chance to get a at his kid
And hope he can with whatever he did

Lately I was wondering if she from him lately
Oh, lately I was wondering if she from him lately