Luyện nghe bài hát Mad

I got about high
So I the whole weekend out
I got home Monday
up like a can of kraut

My only suit was layin' on the
I just it up and run
And I been back there since

Well mad yeah mad
It's back to the
I know from the practice had
she's mad I play a dangerous game
In the column
They've printed my name

She's five feet
And weights hundred and eight
She's the kind of gal believe
In men a mistakes

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

Well mad ooh mad
back to the doghouse
I know the practice I've had
When she's mad I play a game
In the obituary
They've already printed my

She's got like a cat
And she every move that I make
An alarm clock
That's every time that I'm late

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

Well mad ooh mad
It's to the doghouse
I know the practice I've had
When she's mad I play a game
In the column
already printed my name

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