Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Love

Work, work work work, work work
It's all about work, work work work, work work
It's all work, work work work, work work work
It's all about work, work work work, work work

Hey, I never be a millionaire
But I could use a
had me pumpin' iron
Workin' the mines from the until the break of day
Baby, shackles on my
Your 'round my hands
ain't some kind of game
'Cause, you're too tired for

Why do I have to always up
The pieces of heart, yet (Hey!)
Why do you have to be
So derogatory and tear me (Hey!)
My all think we are in love
Reading horoscopes like they were
We're in the first world, but
You can a third world girl out of me

Love
Some kind of love
kind of slum love
Some of slum love

(Whoa!)
I never wanted a
Or a rise in
It's like I'm the wire
You keep the fire with
Your about totality
You're a little bit
But that mean a thing
We still bicker like
Then up and do it all again

Why do I always to be the
Heroine or the
Why do I always fall for you
You're making or driving my car
They promised us the world, told us
We'd fall in love;
Maybe I should just my lucky stars
And be I have someone

When I shout, you've learned to (ah!)
passion, then epiphany oh, oh, oh

Slum
kind of slum love
Some kind of slum
Some kind of slum