Luyện nghe bài hát Lately

In the fog
There was gas floating through the twilight
And he what life would be like
With a giant TV, a fridge full of beer
And a conscience that's

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

And it be long till he's coming home

You gotta bring soldier home
all those stones have all been thrown
Gotta give, get a 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 might done
it seemed like neither one of them
Were any fun

See
She'd been acting 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 high

And it won't be long daddy's home

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

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

So he her
He said, "Darling, I've been 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 home
When all those stones have all thrown
Gotta give, get a to get a look at his kid
And hope he can with whatever he did

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