Luyện nghe bài hát Makin' A Mess

Ohh ya

it up

T Bone Billy just a singin' the blues he caught his lady with man
Lit up a smoke and did some talkin' the back of his hands

She started shakin' started losing her
But he was back and playing it cool
Signed her walkin' papers took the to Kalamazoo
Sing for your supper, but rides for free
Eat your heart out a C O D
Ya

One, two baby, you do?
Three, four let me you the door
You're better off dead makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your licks
Seven, eight I'm gonna give it to you
You're better off than makin' a mess of me

Now Billy out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar
The dark shades, cool kicks the Hollywood Boulevard
Slick daddy with his fat cigar sayin, upon the dotted line'
He shook his head and said, "All I need is that of mine thats all"
for your supper, nobod' rides for free
But take big time off so you can roll of m-m-me, m-m-me ya

One, two baby, you do?
Three, four let me you the door
You're better off dead than a mess of me
Five, six take last licks
Seven, I'm gonna give it to you straight
You're off dead than makin' a mess of me

Say, trouble keeps
But keeps a rockin', like this
Ooa

for your supper, nobody rides for free

Sing for supper, nobody rides for free
Take your bits out I'll you to m-m-me, m-m-me, m-m-me, yea

One, two baby you do?
Three, four let me show you the
You're better off than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take last licks
Seven, eight I'm gonna it to you straight
You're better off than makin' a mess of m-m-me

One, two what you do?
Ooo
You're better off than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take last licks
(Later)
You're better off than makin' a mess of
of, mess of, me, yea

Make a of me and you'll be the
mess you may ever made, ha, ha