Luyện nghe bài hát Piano

Three times this week
I was suppose to be a rock
I only beat you when I'm
You're only pretty when you're

We are to be
The ones to set the air
Three alone this week
I was into a liar

Whether I the gold
I told
Richer, I
white, I

I wear shoes that move men desert to riches
me what you got, girl
And scratch it because it

Call me Chameleon and set this air
Three times alone week
I was to be a liar

I found the gold
I told
Richer, I
white, I

Maybe not, why the
Would I lie about which I am scared?
What did I say to

Step a pot of gold
Rejoice in
That which soon gold
did I say to you?

Maybe not, why the
Would I lie that which I am scared?
did I say to you?

Step a pot of gold
in fire
That which soon gold
did I say to you?

And I deny
The love, the throat,
And I deny it
I've got to my P M A