Luyện nghe bài hát Slit Skirts

I was just thirty four years old and I was still in a haze
Wondering why everyone I met seemed they were lost in a maze
I know why I thought I should have some kind of divine right to the blues
It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the front page sad
The incense burned and the stench began to rise
And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others'
And girls who lost children cursed the men who fit the coil
And men not fit for marriage their refuge in the oil
No one respects the flame quite like the who's badly burned
all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned....
Slit skirts - Jeannie weas those slit skirts
And I don't ever wear no ripped
Can't pretend that growing old hurts
Knee pants - Jeannie never no knee pants
We have to be so to try a new dance
So of every new romance
Slit skirts slit
Jeannie isn't those
Slit skirts skirt
She dare in those
Slit slit skirt
Wouldn't be dead in no slit skirt
romance
Why we thinking up

Why we drink it up
True romance
need a brief new romance
Let me tell you some about myself you know I'm sitting at home just now
The big events of the day are passed and the late around
I'm number one in the home but I still feel unfulfilled
A silent in her broken heart complains that I'm unskilled
And I know that when she thinks of me she of me as "Him"
But me she don't work off her frustration in the Gym
Recriminations and the past can never change
A woman's expectations run from both ends of the
Once she with untamed lovers' face between her legs
Now he's and stifled and it's she who has to beg
Slit skirts skirt
isn't wearing those
Slit skirts slit
She wouldn't in those
Slit slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen in no slit skirt
romance
Why aren't we up

Why we drink it up
True romance
Just a brief new romance