Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Home

I've got a little black book with my in
Got a bag a toothbrush and a comb in
When I'm a dog
They sometimes throw me the in

I got elastic bands keepin' my on
Got those swollen blues
I got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to from
got electric light

And I've got sight
I got amazing powers of
And that is how I know, when I try to get
On the telephone to you, be nobody home

I've got the obligatory perm and the inevitable pinhole burns
Now all down the of my favorite satin shirt
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers, I've got a silver on a chain
Got a piano to prop up my mortal remains

I've got wild staring
And I've got a urge to fly, but I got nowhere to fly to
Ooh, babe when I up the phone there is still nobody home
I've got a pair of boots and I got fading roots