Luyện nghe bài hát Sloppy Seconds

Fuck you if you a car for its paint job
Love you if you love a car for the road
Show me the miles and your arms and the scar
the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips
'Cause you were pressing on the gas just a bit
Right in the moment where the curved a bit sharp
And when you woke up, somebody was unclipping your belt
And pulling you from the open 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, give em

I care where you've been
How miles, I still love you
I care where you've been
How many miles, I love you

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

We all have our
Beer's flat, the cabs have been
And everybody and momma can hear the drama
That's behind these thin walls

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

I don't where you've been
How miles, I still love you
I care where 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 don't (hand me downs)
Where you've (left overs)
How many (sloppy seconds) miles, I still you

My pattern with isn't a flattering image
But I don't want to run away because I so
I don't want to be the guy to all of my flaws
And I'll be you the side of me that I don't let show
in fashion
That has happened
coming crashing down
let go
But in a couple it will be retro
You rock Marc
My have the gecko
'Cause in the man, I was hopeless
But now's it's why my little look the dopest
(whoop whoop)
Fuck the fashion
Have a stale doughnut, I need no tips
Fuck a five second
a plan I never understood
It's September in my kitchen in a sweater
Sipping coffee on the phone with damaged goods

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

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

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

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