Luyện nghe bài hát Social Wedding Rings

In a motel room in Springs,
We learned what brings
To who fool around.
That summer was a mess,
And you swore to God you had the fix,
And a to get us out.

You said, "Don't you around.
Leave strings at the door,
And walk out."

I sat in the room
And watched your girlfriend her things
To move away you.
Our Buffy Sainte-Marie,
And we held hands and
'Til we see anything.

You said, "Don't you around.
You wouldn't what you found here anyhow."

So I a red-eye from the Bay,
Watched you watch the taxi pull
From Street.
The time we would meet
Would be a train wreck of nerves and sleep.
made, empty hymns.

I said, "Don't you a sound.
Nothing's in desire,
now."

There no accidents;
We for this.
But the is not out West.
There's gentle about
Our full of gin.
We are alive, and we no regrets.

In a farmhouse in the Hills,
We learned what impatience
To who fool around.
If thievery has a to to sing
the choice and sound of moving hands
Over wedding rings.

I said, "Don't you around.
Leave strings at the door,
And walk out."