Luyện nghe bài hát Slide

She was hungry, so
She was to think clear
She kept the fridge door
Staring at the and the beer

Then finally she went out the rain
Carrying her bicycle
And her feet were the
While her steered

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

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

She was bending something brittle
hard to bend, she was numb
With the terror of losing her friend
We never see things changing, we see them ending

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

when I look at you I squint, you are that beautiful
And my pussy is a tractor and this is a tractor
And I am by my illicit exquisite dream
But I can't really up so I just drift in between

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

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