Luyện nghe bài hát S.W.M.

I'm desperate.
You have sensed it
the tone of my voice.
a disaster.
I got no answers.
I'm left with no choice.

I'm lotsa nothings
with a lot of no ones,
for the phone.
This is creepy.
It is unpretty,
A man alone.

We could for coffee,
Or go to the fair.
I don't even to do those things,
But I'm gettin' kinda here.
call me!

Box
Please leave a message there's still time
Bold print in the classified
white male seeks Mrs. Right.

I'm self-employed.
I'm not annoyed by any personality flaws.
I'm not a stalker. talker.
It really matter to me.
you're into, I'm into, that's cool.

We meet for coffee,
Or stay at home and Cheers.
I don't even like to do things,
But I'm gettin' desperate here.
So me!

I'm not getting any here.
call the number.
Anything you do is fine with me.
Single white seeks Mrs. Right.

Still, my box is empty,
And no one me any kind of reply.
I sit here waiting, dating, masturbating.
Man, I hope I go blind.

We could for coffee,
Or go to the fair.
I don't like to do those things,
But I'm kinda desperate here.
call me!

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me!