Luyện nghe bài hát Loveless Motel

It used to be a motel, now they serve and T-shirts
I my own tea bag, I don't trust the coffee
But the biscuits are delicious, come eight to a plate
With a big block of and homemade peach preserves

And I wish you were here, my lover, I'd make you eat grits
And the red-eyed gravy, I'd make you sit down with the southern
And their blue pantsuits, I'd talk about Jesus, talk about the
Watch you squirm as I told them we married with two girls

I'd say you were in trucking and I was a teacher in a school
Where the kids are good and don't do drugs and they
Save before they're married, I wouldn't tell them
You had a wife, that me and we just had sex
And they wouldn't be if I told them you knew Lou Reed

And the upon the walls look down at me like gods
There's Borgnine and Billy Ray Cyrus and my favorite Minnie Pearl

So I go for the coffee, it's not bad just a weak
And I ask the waitress for another of the famous biscuits
She said you must have a pit
I said you know the half of it, lately I've been so hungry

And the stars upon the wall look at me like gods
Minnie, she just shakes her
She said, "Girl, get your out of the frying pan"

It used to be a motel, now they biscuits and smoked ham
I write you a from the 'Loveless Motel'