Luyện nghe bài hát Shopping Bag Ladies

By dean

The shopping bag ladies, they live in the waiting room,
Patiently whiling their away,
Desperately keeping their at bay,
up lies about times that were good.
Extolling the of motherhood,
Staunchly their sanity
Clutching one last shred of
Fixing a she wears on her head
Covered in posies and in blues and in reds

Don't pity me, pity me,
You bastard boy,
be just how I am.
I'll be how I am.

The shopping bag ladies, it's not well known but they're really in vogue.
The latest in fashions tastes are so true,
sox and sneakers, a sweater or two
And safely behind the walls they made,
Secure in their brown paper
possessions they'll not have to lose
Lightweight refuse.
rant and they rave, they're mad and they're crazy.
And that's how stay free.

Don't me, don't pity me,
You bastard boy,
be just how I am.
I'll be how I am.

The shopping bag ladies, it's hard to believe, but once were children