Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To Me

If I write a letter to me
And it back in time to myself at seventeen
I'd prove it's me by saying
Look under your bed, there's a can and a Playboy
No one else would you hid
And then I'd say I know it's
you break up after seven months
And yeah I you really liked her
And it don't seem fair
But I'll I can say is pain like is fast and it's rare

And oh, you got so much for you
Going
But I at seventeen
It's to see past Friday night
She right for you
And still you feel like
A knife stickin' out of back
And you wonderin' if you'll
But you'll make it through and you'll see
Your still around to this letter to me

At the stop at Thompson and 8th
Always stop completely, don't just tap brakes
And when you get a with Bridgette
Make sure the is full
On thought forget it, that one turns out kinda cool
Each and every time you have a
Just you're wrong and daddy's right
And you should thank Ms. Brinkman
She spent so much time
It like she sees the diamond
And polishing you till you shines

And oh you got so going for you
Going
But I at seventeen
It's hard to see past night
the bonfire rally
But you're home instead
Because if you algebra
Mom and dad kill you dead
Trust me squeak by and get a C
And you're still around to write this to me

You got so much up
make new friends
You should see kids and wife
And I'd end by have no fear
These are near
The best of your life

I I'll see you in the mirror
When you're a man
P.S. go hug aunt Rita chance you can

And oh you got so much for you
Going
But I know at
It's hard to see Friday night
I you'd study Spanish
I you'd take a typing class
I wish you worry, let it be
I'd say have a little and you'll see

If I write a letter to me
To me