Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch - David Bowie

I'm up on the floor
Watching the below
My in the basement
My weekend's at an all low
He's down on the
And he's trying hard to sister Flo
As she's to score
I just can't see her him go
out of her heart
out of her mind.

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

She's an old ambassador
Of sweet talking, walking games
And she's known in the darkest
For ahead of the dames
If she she can do it
She can do it, she don't false claims
For she's a Queen, and such are
That your laughter is in their brains
Now she's him on
And she'll lay him right
Bet it could have me
Yes it could been me
Why didn't I say, Why I say.

So I lay a while
And I gaze at my hotel
Oh the cot is so
It feel like no bed at all
Oh I lay down a
And I gaze at my wall
But he's on the street
So I throw both his bags down the
And I'm a cab
'Cause my stomach feels
There's a in my mouth
And no taste at all
it could have been me
Yes it could been me
Why I say, Why didn't I say