Luyện nghe bài hát Lunch

It's not enough to see where any white is
So I'll wait another for you and your designer jeans
And I you as heartless as a freeway
And I wonder if the time will make eyes like angelynes

Will you shuffle to your seat, greasy head and feet?
And your expensive hands are all your Beverly keys
The latest colors on your lip, there's a satchel at hips
And it's all full of broken Barbie dolls and disassembled
If you don't want for them to hate you you're beautiful
How can you want all to love you for the same thing?
For the same

You went and left your on the car seat
You had a drinks with him and then you changed your name
And then he handed you a and whistled
No matter what call you by, the meaning stays the same

And now your shotgun on the floor, your just a door
Riding backward 'cross state lines in high heels they made you wear
Your steamers in the trunk, it's all up with junk
Like lead and blood and dust and hair and stuff to kill the
You don't want for them to you because you're beautiful
How can you them all to love you for the same thing?
For the same

your shotgun on the floor, your window's just a door
Riding backward 'cross state lines in high heels that they made you
Your steamers in the trunk, it's all up with junk
Like lead and blood and dust and hair and stuff to the sting
You don't want for them to hate you because beautiful
How can you want them all to love you for the same
For the thing