Luyện nghe bài hát Saint Judy

Saint
She's staggering across the
Saint
like a whore
Saint
giving it all the tears
She tears her
a mess
Well wanted to do it for years
I've wanted to do it for years

Now I had a
Well, more a
Kip Noll, Holmes and me
All in bed we going O.T.T.
a sight to see
What a to see

a diva a day
Keeps the boredom
I love 'em when they throw up their
And they in that applause




Slamming doors
Champagne
And the well spilled
All eyes
And

The
The
The
Always before she thinks
Well that's you call a star boys
That's what you call a

Too many of my
In people's closets
Too people taking
Without leaving
Too many people me down
Bringing me

Well they may find me on a floor
High heels in a pool of
Curtains
And a bolted
Breaking law

And if I die before I up
I pray the Lord don't smudge my
The will be fine when the hem I take up
The dress be just fine

I feel like a moral-less child
Sometimes I feel that gone too wild
my guts
Done in
for a multitude of sins
It feels good to die for sins
It feels so
So boys

Well, let's all put on our sequinned
And end it all in
all holler and beat our breasts
Ending it all in
Christ I've to do this for years

Saint
What are we going to
Judy
Our souls we're bear
Saint
squeezing out those tears
She her dress
Looks a
I've wanted to do this for years