Luyện nghe bài hát My Bag

Hey I was my bag
Through a 20 storey non stop snow
calender girls wrestling in body lotion
My head's swimming with and prose
Excuse me one moment whilst I my nose
Me and my good thing are just as close as can be
We up sleep at the age of 17
My world's bigger as my eyesight gets worse
I can't see the on my idiot board
about love?
I don't let that stuff in my
This is the glamorous life there's no time for fooling
Lord have mercy I what I'm doing
I don't need an I need a fire escape and an open window
It's my problem nothing I can't deal with
I'm not chasing just jogging baby
What's your
Hundred million jam
Got some traffic yessir in my
Motorcycle speed cops up my dust roads
My baby me heck ain`t that a shame
She's over in the corner my new best friend
I'm fine with my whisky and wine
And meet me in the john john meet me in the john
have mercy
...what's your
spin whisky and gin I suffer for my art
Bartender I got wild mushrooms in my yard
Fix me a quart of petrol clams on the shell
like prohibition baby give me the hard sell
More give me more give me more more
I'm your yes man yes maam I'm yes man
have mercy...