Luyện nghe bài hát Spaghetti Strapped

Hey
you lookin' like?
I have seen you get up, and go to that
Like or six times in the last twenty minutes
What the hell's on?

1]
Under the great wide sky
Still the guy watching the paint dry
With bloodshot eyes
My lady still hates me like you know she
Because the simple things in don't get overlooked
But now I'm with a glass full of beer
Positioned in my chair to watch your ass from a
and horny, dirty old man
Weed junky drunk leaving tips for the man
impress her with my jukebox selections
Spit a words in exchange for affection
And if those legs work as good as they look
You can walk up and the page in my book
Can you secret?
Come get your wet
Let me make up pet names for all your regrets
(Here let me buy you a drink as a of my erection)
Hoping that you'll open up and put your weapons

Up, up, girl let strap down, put your strap down
Up, up, girl put your strap

2]
Spaghetti strapped, another lap around the
I had to suffer onto somebody's back
What's up with
the independence?
Find the dotted line between acquainted and friendship
But damn got head rushed, stop
What's the big fuss it was a little hand job
So what if her took off her bra and socks and drawers
It was like a
Why the witnesses always positioned up in your
Like invested in your best interests
Who I be with, and who I with
Affects this vicarious life that the live
Guess now the pressure's on me to you
you of your weapon, disarm you
See if I can get you off barstool
We all wanna know if I can get you out clothes girl

3]
From the to the hard lovers
Passing on none
got scars mother
Some of them will never
Sometimes you gotta step aside; you see how the weather feels
You avoid them or fill a void with 'em
If you're nuts enjoy trying to make him your boyfriend
I'm like a pile of paper and ribbons the day after
(Naw, naw for real I will take my clothes off right girl)
Who wants to help me, I'm for a muse
time around I'm trying to cook up the blues
Let's a little love, a little hate
A little and take and give it to the kids that can relate
And we don't even a choice
It's the balance, the bits between ears and my voice
So God that the rain ain't stopped
Let's head to my spot and take that wet off now