Luyện nghe bài hát Plum Dumb

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

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

Oh, freeway down the freeway
Cruisin' now really cruisin'
When the plums take
Yes the plums suddenly her mind
She is no longer a nervous
Now her are blind, she feels fine

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

Moisture drips from her edible
And as he looks into her eyes he is to realize
That he'd better pull over before he gets to
'Cause if he really wants her now the time is

Freeway riding the freeway
Cruisin' now you're really
When the plums affect
Yes the plums suddenly juice her
She is no longer a wreck
Now her nerves are blind, she fine

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