Luyện nghe bài hát Store Room

I you, without caring whom you love.
My hands below the belt, or my above
in the arms of men,
or in my bed again.

It's a man,
Taking he needs,
From the room,
room, store room.

I love to see you sitting upon your throne,
preachers all around you
being bored, and prophet straight and tall.
And yet they'll it all.

Just a man, a man,
what he needs,
from the room,
store room, room.

Yeah, Shakespeare said it all, he said no more
and he me feeling just like a two bit whore.
Well the broke my heart, but yes
I my legs apart.

It's a man ...

The in the Wild,
the in the child.

a man ...

Oh my love, let us you,
you done, bringing more:
the and the father, the daughter and the son.
But one refuse to come, it does not subtract the sum

It's a man ...

It's not a (due?) of burning pounds that ruins mind
like a that you turn and you turn and you don't unwind,
Though these wars you did not stop,
they don't tear sleep apart.

just a man ...

???? keeps you up,
a (moon?) coming like a headlight through the window
Not the of a screen, (?)
No way to dream (?)

just a man ...

Now the by your side is she awake?
But there's nothing you to give her,
and there's nothing that you really to take.
You don't try to prove that the noisy neighbor's making love. (?)

It's a man ...

I love you without caring whom you ...