Luyện nghe bài hát Mad About The Boy

She never has to worry and she has to try
She's never in a hurry and I the reason why
She's got her daddie's and her fingers in pies
She makes a double of a trouble her lies

She says, "Oh, I'm mad the boy"
She says, "Oh, I'm mad the boy"
She says, "Oh, I'm mad the boy"

She's late to meet me and she always has to go
To make another entry at another coolie
She is a dirty lady but I know
She has to say the chorus and I go

She says, "Oh, I'm mad the boy"
She says, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm mad the boy"
She says, "Oh I'm mad the boy"

Don't tell me troubles
I've got troubles that would make you scream and out
Don't me your troubles
I've got troubles I will tell

No, I don't a drink, no, I won't take a drink
But I sure take some ups and some
She makes me so
She picks me up to put me

Don't me your troubles
I've got troubles that would make you scream and out
Don't me your troubles
I've got I will tell about

No, I don't take a drink, no, I won't a drink
But I sure take some ups and some
You make me so
You pick it up, put me

You never have to worry and you have to try
You're never in a and I know the reason why
You got your daddie's and your fingers in some
You make a double of a trouble with your

You say, "Oh, I'm mad the boy"
You say, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm mad the boy"
You say, "Oh, I'm mad the boy"