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 wonder if the time will make eyes like angelynes

Will you shuffle to your seat, greasy head and naked
And your expensive 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 disassembled
If you want for them to hate you because you're beautiful
How can you want them all to love you for the thing?
For the thing

You went and left license on the car seat
You had a couple drinks with him and you changed your name
And then he 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 that they made you wear
Your in the trunk, it's all loaded up with junk
Like lead and blood and dust and 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 you for the same thing?
For the same

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