Luyện nghe bài hát Lunch

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

Will you shuffle to seat, greasy head and naked feet?
And expensive hands are swinging all your Beverly keys
The latest colors on your lip, there's a at your hips
And it's all full of broken Barbie dolls and dreams
If you don't want for them to you because 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 couple drinks him and then you changed your name
And he handed you a tambourine and whistled
No what they call you by, the meaning stays the same

And now shotgun on the floor, your window's 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 and dust and hair and stuff to kill the sting
You don't want for them to hate you because beautiful
How can you want them all to you for the same thing?
For the thing

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