Luyện nghe bài hát Putting The Damage On

Glue, to my shoes
Does know why?
You with an orange rind
You say, you my things
And divided, was mine
off to the mountain top
I see her skinny legs use sun
But now I'm wishin' for my impression

Of my best, Angie
But now I've got to
'Cause boy you still pretty
When you're putting the
Yes, you're putting the damage on
Take it high, high,

Don't me scratch on your door
I never left you for a
I only just turned
For a and a Corvette and my impression

Of my best Angie
But now got to worry
'Cause boy you look pretty
When putting the damage on, pretty
When you're putting the on
it high, high, high
High, high,

I'm trying not to
It's just your ghost through
I said, "I'm trying not to
It's just your ghost passing
It's your ghost passing through
And now I'm sure"

a light in your platoon
I seen a light move
Like yours can, to do to me,
Now I'm for my best impression

Of my best Dickinson
But now got to worry
'Cause boy you still pretty
To me but got a place to go
I've got a ticket to your late

And now got to worry
'Cause even you sure are pretty
When you're the damage
Yes, you're putting the damage on
just so pretty
When you're putting the on