Luyện nghe bài hát Reckless Tammy

I don't the smack
Of her catty-minded
But the way drivin'
Girl, got to go
She's rollin' through the signs
Like she she's something big
You'll you've seen the Holy Ghost of Earnhardt in a wig

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

I admit she's fetching
When she those cigarettes
Holding forth with wit
Just like Suzanne
But speak not of her
Or her third Trey
Lest you reveal the drama fuel'd by pills and

She's a Reckless
up some dust
Rhinestones on her
While her start to rust
Whoa,
Speeding through the
Don't her the finger
you want a fight

I mind the stench
Of her yack
But the way drivin'
Girl, please dial it
make the world a safer place
For ev'ry Jilted
Don't have to end your bender, but you'd pick a lane

She's a Tammy
middle age
Sings along Seger
But never turn the page
Whoa,
A bottle on the
Crashed the bushes
Beside 104