Luyện nghe bài hát Lisa Listen

Who would on Sunday?
Who'd them believe make believe?
Who'd buy a prayer when you can for free?
If the way you your coffee was the way you looked at me,
then I could both my hands off the TV.
I've been sleeping on of my bed lately,
and about what you said to me,
"You're tipsy, turning, you are alive, you are burning.
Lisa, you listen?
The shines for you.
tipsy, you're turning, you are alive, you are burning."
A sweet man will sing a song,
and a dear, strong coos gently along.
Good guys at the Cozy are folks for free.
Did you ever notice there are so many people in bands in the
I've been on half of my bed lately,
and thinking about you said to me,
"You're tipsy, turning, you are alive, you are burning."
And I will not judge you by the way you your instrument.
No, that's as fiction, sometimes I do,
but the moon shines halfway too.
Lisa, won't you
The moon shines for
You're tipsy and turning, you've got one on the floor.
alive, you are burning.
You always more.