Luyện nghe bài hát Romeo And Juliet

It's Avalon here
Leading to water, ha
With Little Diddy 'bout out the back
When your lover just let you be, ha, ha, ha
You know that

Yo, my weeps when I walk out the door
And hop in my caddie the liquor store
'Cause she knows, I won't be for days
With and hotel rooms and cocaine

gone and he might not make it back
That cat's crazy, I hear he crack
Life's been a since I flunked fourth grade
'Cause I couldn't keep my nose away from paint

So, now these I've been getting headaches
For my burn faster overcooks my
I it personal when her moans are fake
Ready to murder fools when she home late

The dial tone a lump in my throat
When she screams a psycho and hangs up the phone
We used to be a happy pair when we met
But now her other lover's me death threats

Well, Romeo had
(Yeah)
But give me three sweeties in a new
(Woo)
When it's time to strut and cut off
(Yeah, what?)
I make the
(Make the scene)

Jackie'O had
(Yeah)
But I just wanna smoke last cigarette
(Hey)
all or nothing, no in between
(No in between)
I the scene
(Make scene)

Runnin' outta gas on the fast
Hot shot cars and helicopter
And painted ponies going up and in my brain
little girlie Mary Jane is drivin' me crazy

A queen once told me
"Mickey, if you don't get it you won't see twenty"
But plenty honey's give me for their cunnilingus
Guess I sting clits, lay on tummy

It's Av with sticky hands
Lyrical my, oh man, stylish fans
I sky scrape the heavens in a sledge can
Psycho killer just say "Bam ba bam bam"

I rock and roll Nat King Cole more
So, then a flock of seagulls
Now when you see me walking down the
You don't know, how a mother fucker could be so

had Juliet
(Yeah)
But me three sweeties in a new Corvette
(Woo)
When it's time to strut and cut off
(Yeah, what?)
I the scene
(Make the scene)

Ryder had Johnny Depp
(Yeah)
But I just wanna your last cigarette
(Hey)
It's all or nothing, no in
(No in between)
I the scene
(Make scene)

Struttin' down with the Friday night loot
Pass speed freaks and hussy DQ's
Many trannies wearin' high heel boots
to house broke husbands in three-piece-suits

It's freezing cold and my got holes
I ain't seen my baby I sold my soul
In the streets, got my feet all swollen
I can't walk, so, I crawl the floor for more

Now hold that thought and lock the
I got six in the and a box in the drawer
For a spoon, I'll you a tune
And dance like a banshee the moon

pick up clues like Nancy Drew
And if you ain't her, get out, the coup
Off to a place the brothers got grace
And punks don't lie to your face, yo

had Juliet
(Yeah)
But give me three sweeties in a new
(Woo)
When it's to strut and cut off strings
(Yeah, what?)
I the scene
(Make the scene)

Jackie'O had
(Yeah)
But I just smoke your last cigarette
(Hey)
It's all or nothing, no in
(No in between)
I make the
(Make scene)