Luyện nghe bài hát Sloppy Seconds

Fuck you if you love a car for its job
you if you love a car for the road trips
Show me the miles and your arms and the scar
Where the had to pull out all the bone chips
'Cause you were on the gas just a bit hard
Right in the where the road curved a bit sharp
And when you woke up, was unclipping your seat belt
And you from the open window of your flipped car

Cold
Tie-dye
hearts
Give'm here, give'm
me downs
Give me give me
me give me sloppy seconds
Give em here, em here

I don't care you've been
How many miles, I love you
I don't where you've been
How many miles, I still you

Show me who says they got no baggage
show you somebody whose got no story
Nothing gory means no glory, but baby please bore me
We won't until we get there
The who, or the what, or the when
My favorite sweater was a present I got a couple presidents ago
And I promised that I rock it till it's thread bare
Bet on it
Every single got a couple skeletons
So pretty soon, in room
It'll just be me and you we clear out all the elephants
Me and you and the

We all our pitfalls
Beer's flat, the cabs been called
And and their momma can hear the drama
happening behind these thin walls

Cold
shirts (tie-dye shirts)
Broken
here, give'm here
Hand me (hand me downs)
(leftovers)
Sloppy
Give'm here, give'm

I don't care where you've
How many miles, I love you
I don't care you've been
How miles, I still love you

I don't (cold pizza)
you've been (tie-dye shirts)
How many (broken hearts) miles, I still you
I care (hand me downs)
Where you've (left overs)
How many (sloppy seconds) miles, I still you

My pattern women isn't a flattering image
But I don't want to run because I said so
I don't to be the guy to hide all of my flaws
And I'll be giving you the side of me that I don't let
Everything in
That has happened
Always coming down
let go
But in a couple it will be retro
You rock Marc
My have the gecko
in the past man, I was hopeless
But now's it's why my little cousins the dopest
(whoop whoop)
Fuck the po-po
Have a stale doughnut, I need no tips
Fuck a five second
That's a plan I never
It's in my kitchen in a Christmas sweater
Sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged

And there is not a single place I would rather be
I'm up just like you are, and you're fucked up just like me

pizza (cold pizza)
Tie-dye (tie-dye shirts)
hearts
Give'm here, here
Hand me downs (oh me downs)
Give me me leftovers (leftovers)
me give me sloppy seconds
Give'm give'm here

I don't care you've been
How miles, I still love you
I care where you've been
How many miles, I love you

I don't (cold pizza)
Where you've (tie-dye shirts)
How (broken hearts) miles, I still love you
I don't (hand me downs)
Where you've (left overs)
How many (sloppy seconds) miles, I still you