Luyện nghe bài hát Loveless Motel

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

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

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

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

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

And the stars upon the wall down at me like gods
Minnie, she just her head
She said, "Girl, get heart out of the frying pan"

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