Luyện nghe bài hát Nebkanezer

Nebakanezer knew
He his needle outside in the rain
And it rusted
He had twenty-nine
but one flew
Spent most of his making holes
And licking his
Nebakanezer lost his
She took her rings and was
gone before the
She one satin shoe and a
dull knife
She left one satin shoe and a very knife

So us what the sorry singer
do
All of his complain
That got the flu
They sick in the head
They like the living dead
And not cool