Luyện nghe bài hát Monica

I Monica
At the US
She mighta 16
Couldn't've been more
some questions
And giggling, I'd never
Someone so on TV before
Do you Monica
on her backhand
Disguising as she went out at night
Coloring her
someone was telling her
Lay low, invisible, and out of
And then,
The came, Monica
God spitting on you, a knife in your back
We it in the paper
Then on to other things
But for you all the colors, fade to
And oh,
There you are,
On the cross with and Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon, by hotel
You have to pay for our
Was it being raped?
Was it being dead?
Like a bad movie over and again?
And then, did everyone who came to you
hold a knife in their hand?
And now you're back,
and hammering
Trying not to think that thing, then
And I that you win
medal you can win
But it may be much fun again
And oh,
you are, Monica
On the cross Jesus and Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon, by hotel
You to pay for our sins
like Jesus, by that hotel
You will have to pay for our