Luyện nghe bài hát Slide

She was hungry, so
She was trying to think
She kept opening the fridge
at the mustard and the beer

Then she went out into the rain
her bicycle chain
And her feet were the
While her steered

And that she just followed her nose
And is not just
Whose smells good
But way the wind blows

She lay in her party dress and never got up
to say, she missed the party
She got sad then she got stuck

She was bending something brittle
Trying to bend, she was numb
the terror of losing her best friend
We never see things changing, we only see them

And vicious whispering voice kept saying
You no choice, you have

'Cause when I at you I squint, you are that beautiful
And my is a tractor and this is a tractor pull
And I am haunted by my illicit exquisite
But I can't really wake up so I just in between

Thinking the is half-empty
And thinking not quite full
The pouring rain is no place for a bicycle
Try to hit the and you slide

The pouring rain is no for a bicycle ride
Try to hit the and you