Luyện nghe bài hát No More Shoes

Came the top of the deck
Warm and
No more
No more
No more

gown on your frame
Born to the
No shoes
No news
No more
take my
and up
and back!

All my thoughts
are unarranged
All my stray
are impure
All my stray
are unarranged
All my stray
are impure

Give me compliments
an autopsy of the event
Such uneven
Time and and time again
...
Spare me contrarian thaw

Beautiful nerves, send you
in a pile
Of old
Of old
Of old

A gallery of vivid
and extreme
No more
No news
No shoes
No blues
No more, no more, no more, no
No more more more blues

I was made for lovin' you,

I my alka-seltzer!