Luyện nghe bài hát Plum Dumb

She stands there on the corner, got jeans
and watching, oh God, here he comes
He pulls up her in his sporty machine
down the window and hands her a bag of plums

Plums? Eat he tells her they'll make ya feel great
She hops in the car he on the gas
She can't you drive faster, it's getting late
Just a wee bit faster not going to fast

Oh, freeway riding the freeway
now he's really cruisin'
When the plums take
Yes the plums suddenly juice her
She is no a nervous wreck
Now her nerves are blind, she fine

Oh, I feel great she says but he knows it
she's fingering his hair and biting his toes
She's really plumbed out and in her eyes she it
She says what's the hurry? drive more slow

Moisture drips from her lips
And as he looks into her eyes he is quick to
That he'd better pull over he gets to Dover
'Cause if he really her now the time is wise

Freeway riding down the
Cruisin' now you're cruisin'
When the plums take
Yes the plums juice her mind
She is no longer a wreck
Now her nerves are blind, she fine

She's plum
dumb
Plum it, it, plum it
Plum it, it, plum it
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