Luyện nghe bài hát Little Bones

It gets so sticky here
butter your cue-finger up
It's the start of another new
Better call the up, two-fifty
For a hi-ball and a and a half
For a beer, happy
Happy hour, hour is here

The long days of are gone
So is football style
last words taken all wrong
Wind up on the very same
for a decade
And a buck and for a year happy hour
hour, happy hour is here

I can cry, beg and
To every I find
Just to give me a line I could use to

They'd say, baby, eat this slow
It's full of all them little
Baby, eat this slow
It's of all them little bones

So regal and decadent
Coffin-cheaters dance on their music,
All it's fear
Is the only thing that don't
Two-fifty for an
And a and a half for an ear happy hour,
hour happy hour is here

Nothing's down here,
Just a little they'd say,
Nothing's dead here,
It's just a tired
dead down here,
Just a tired
dead down here,
It's just a little

Baby, eat this chicken
It's full of all them bones
Baby, eat chicken slow
It's of all them little bones
bones
Full of all little bones
bones