Luyện nghe bài hát Slide

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

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

And after that she just followed her
And is not just
Whose cooking smells
But which way the blows

She lay down in her dress and never got up
Needless to say, she missed the
She just got sad she got stuck

She was like something brittle
hard to bend, she was numb
With the of losing her best friend
We never see changing, we only see them ending

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

'Cause I look at you I squint, you are that beautiful
And my pussy is a tractor and this is a tractor
And I am haunted by my illicit exquisite
But I really wake up so I just drift in between

the glass is half-empty
And thinking it's not quite
The pouring is no place for a bicycle ride
Try to hit the and you slide

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