Luyện nghe bài hát Reckless Tammy

I mind the smack
Of her prose
But the way drivin'
Girl, got to go
rollin' through the stop signs
Like she she's something big
You'll think you've the Holy Ghost of Earnhardt in a wig

a Reckless Tammy
Poured her jeans
Fondling her
In a SUV
Whoa,
Jellies to the
her topping 105
On 104

I admit she's fetching
When she smokes those
Holding forth with wit
Just Suzanne Pleshette
But speak not of her
Or her third ex-hubby
Lest you the drama fuel'd by pills and Chardonnay

She's a Tammy
Kickin' up dust
Rhinestones on her
While her chassis start to
Whoa,
Speeding the lights
Don't give her the
you want a fight

I don't the stench
Of her iridescent
But the way she's
Girl, please it back
Let's make the world a safer
For Jilted Jane
Don't have to end bender, but you'd better pick a lane

She's a Reckless
middle age
Sings along with
But she'll never the page
Whoa,
A bottle on the
Crashed the bushes
Highway 104