Luyện nghe bài hát Magdalena

Magdalena in her chair
on the mass
She in splice and splinters
She laughs not glass

She says that she would me
Spirit her
Stealing all my
there's nothin' left to say

Oh,
Nothing the saint you are
Your love is a razor
My heart is just a

Oh,
Nothing like the you are

She me that she wants me
Then she me not to bother
She tells me that I hold
A to her father

She knows she's got me
I start to rave about
She'll just smile and flash her
And blow the out

Oh,
Oh,
Nothing like the you are

lying there
Could make a dancer
Make a bite his tongue
And him with a mumble

And if you I'm crazy, babe
Or that I'm you
Just pay your and lose your blues
she gets her tongue in you

Oh,
Nothing the saint you are
Your love is like a
My heart is a scar

Oh,
Nothing the saint you are

Well, I be forgotten and I can't be ignored
You find me my poems and my songs
But if upon your journey, returning to L.A.
Won't you this little red-haired girl along?

Oh,
Nothing like a you are
Your love is a razor
My heart is a scar

Oh,
Nothing a saint you are