Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch

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I'm up on the eleventh floor and I'm watching the cruisers
He's down on the street and he's trying hard to sister Flo
Oh, my in the basement, my weekend's at an all-time low
'Cause she's hoping to score, so I see her letting him go
out of her heart, walk out of her mind, oh not her

She's so swishy in her and tat
In her frock coat and hat
Oh God, I do better than that

an old-time ambassador of sweet-talking, night-walking games
And known in the darkest clubs for pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it, then she can do it, she don't false claims
But she's a queen and such are queens that laughter is sucked in their brains
Now she's him on, and she'll lay him right down
Yes, she's leading him on, and lay him right down
But it could have been me, yes, it have been me
Why didn't I say, why I say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her and tat
In her coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I do better than that

So I lay down a while and I gaze at my wall
Oh, the cot is so cold it feel like no bed at all
Yeah, I lay down a while and I look at my hotel
And he's down on the street, so I throw both his down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab 'cause my feels small
There's a taste in my and it's no taste at all
It could have been me, oh it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why I say, no, no, no

so swishy in her satin and tat
In her coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better that

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