Luyện nghe bài hát Lisa Listen

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