Luyện nghe bài hát Nonfiction

I know my telephone number
But you kiss and I'd like to see you tomorrow
And I don't beg, I pay, I don't
If we had a I'd like a son, not a daughter
No she'd be just like you you know would not do

I'm no builder, I'm no gardener I some songs
Have a friend who's a
ain't no other language I know how to speak
Some like their water shallow and I like mine deep so deep
Tied to the with a noose around my feet

Clouds conspire my head
I them say I wish he was dead
Today the sunset my eyes
In the room I hear someone cry

I like to dress up the jury
To eat like a king, to fun at clergy
To talk like dirt to love you tar
But never fall in too fast with my star, no no no
While you pull hair out I buy the drinks at the bar

Clouds above my head
I overheard them say I wish he was
the sunset burned my eyes
In the next room I hear cry