Luyện nghe bài hát Leave The Lights On

Feeling kind of
On the
Talking to
Eating
Nominated for a
For like a phony
Watching zoney
On my forty-two sony
This is just a song
It no poem
the lights on till your baby gets home

It's like sitting in the
When the music's bitchin'
Your nose it to itchin'
As you your old age pension
Did I to mention
The that I was hitchin'
To the aluminum
I had good intention
Keep your cotton fingers off
My poem
And leave the lights on till baby gets home

the lights on till your baby gets home
Leave the on till your baby gets home
Don't forget your
Your hairbrush and comb
the lights on till your baby gets home
Got a big ol' dog
A chrome
I keep that humper in the back seat of my car

Me and billy
Stepped out to get a beer
We sat so near
People thought we were
by the big scare
We joined the air force right
To defend our first class
Who couldn't a rat's ass
Don't you tell me that the white is my home
the lights on till your baby gets home
Leave the lights on your baby gets home
Leave the on till your baby gets home
Don't forget your
Your hairbrush and comb
Leave the lights on till your gets home
Got a big ol' dog
A big bar
I keep that mother humper in the seat of my car
It's kissing greta garbo with a mouth full of marbles
Like trying to cash a paycheck in the middle of a train
Leave the on
Leave the on

Like trying to get aroundo in a of bondo
speaking german lingo to a dog named dingo - plotz
Leave the on
Leave the on

Like a french fried
In a franchised
the lights on
Leave the on

A big bar
I keep that mother humper in the seat of my car