Luyện nghe bài hát Mad

I got about high
So I spent the weekend out
I got Monday morning
Tore up like a can of

My only suit was layin' on the
I just it up and run
And I ain't back there since

Well mad yeah mad
back to the doghouse
I know from the I've had
When she's mad I play a game
In the column
They've already printed my

She's feet three
And weights about and eight
She's the kind of gal believe
In men a makin'

She's and mighty nice
But when mad
She's got a voice that'll cut ice

Well mad ooh mad
It's back to the
I from the practice I've had
When she's mad I play a dangerous
In the obituary
They've already printed my

got eyes like a cat
And she watches every move I make
An clock mind
That's ringin' every time I'm late

I'm sorry, sick and all
But have to stick it out
'Cause it just ain't to go home

Well mad ooh mad
It's back to the
I from the practice I've had
she's mad I play a dangerous game
In the obituary
already printed my name

In the column
They've printed my name
In the obituary
They've already printed my