Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Yo, yeah
Can you that? It's playing our song
Are you Take a nap
not afraid of the dark? Are you?

You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to
I on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to creep
'Round the back, binoculars, not cause I wanna peep
But because I'm hungry, she like tacos I wanna eat

Visions of hot marshmallows, all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look, here Marshall, he's on your street
He's placing hot, smoldering beneath your feet
Now walk on 'em, he's dancing with cheek to cheek

Like a turkey, a holiday ham
Cinnamon on toast, strawberry marmalade jam
Flavor my favorite graham crackers JonBent Ramsey
I guess a day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

(My box)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can you, my love, you keep calling me
(My box)
And when worlds apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I hear my box, playing a song for me
(My box)
So when she around and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private little
(My box)

I look comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross!
I like a doberman, mouth open, I overdose
Put up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose
My pupils quadruple in size, are so bugged, I know

I put on my make-up, get naked, and run around
Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm down to a pounds
thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out?
The devil's upset with his wife, they be sluggin' it out

I must be buggin' the fuck out, but the fuck about?
are leading me up to the attic, I love my house
They pull and they tug my blouse, the of a music box
Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's

I pick it and open it, but it's stuffed full of parts
I dig 'til I it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts
Its a song, so beautiful and the room is dark
The moon is full, I a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park

(My box)
'Cause the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you calling me
(My box)
And when we're worlds apart, you the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls
(My box)
I hear my music box, playing a for me
(My box)
So when she twirls around and do a for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private little
(My box)

I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this chick's
Neck like a pixie stick the sick worshippin'
Bitches get horse-whippin's, I'm in the
the back door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin'

The mortician of love, from above forced
And treat 'em all when them all, stingy I've become
Been doin' this for more a quarter century, I'm just numb
Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone me on the buns

The time has come to tie her up, roll me the ladder
I've had of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her
Then climb in, slowly shatter her brain matter and her
With the bat, a matter of fact will splatter her

But I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her
her two compliments, back-to-back, like
"Tabatha, I'm secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya"
So strong is your fight, but your no match for

her plight, as I go back to stabbin' her
Dismember her limbs, as that, cadaver her
Zoom in with the lens, pan back, the camera
Stand back, here comes your man Jack, so Pamela

(My box)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you keep me
(My box)
And we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I my music box, playing a song for me
(My box)
So when she twirls and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private little
(My box)