Luyện nghe bài hát Morticiachair

Now, talk about the time
I had this morticiachair in my
Right there in front of the room
As an invitation to strangers
(A machine might show)

Smiling like a
Waiting for a telephone of a beloved feline
She is in a and it's California
She's there for quite a while

I've got no
I've got no

Drop the phone, the plane
And come back again
Drop the phone, the plane
And back home again

Drop the phone, take the
And back home again
Drop the phone, take the
And come home again
Drop the phone, take the
And come back again

She knows where she
she goes for the doorknob
She knows she rolls
When she for the doorknob

By the time of my car crash I got totally wired
Like in the days I cut up with a razor-blade
Oh nostalgia, lost in so many ways
I didn't what to think of him

Ah, maybe I think too much, I think so
Fell madly in with a couple of beautiful ears
It's a variation
Had long and boring about nothing
so much, I bored myself to death
And the more I talk, the more I turn a vegetable

God, I'm a fool

She knows she rolls
she goes for the doorknob
She knows she rolls
When she goes for the

She knows where she
she goes for the doorknob
She knows she rolls
When she for the doorknob

I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?
behave, won't you shame me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?

Taste of orange,
Little Christ, I'm in her bath-tub,
Consulted, consulted,

She where she rolls
she goes for the doorknob
She where she rolls
When she goes for the

She knows she rolls
When she goes for the
She knows where she
she goes for the doorknob

I'll behave, you shame me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?
I'll behave, you shame me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?

I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?
I'll behave, you shame me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?

Information,
I'm bored,