Luyện nghe bài hát Sugar

On the Transit Bus I leaned my arm into a little chink of sun
Going older than I was, strapped into something tight
me small, I dug into you like rock climbing
Too of coming down, too scared of going up, too scared of rock face

I should've split my sides, spilled my or hit you or something
But I was good, and your father's pancakes so round and perfect
And me sitting up too straight, laughing in wrong
Kissing you, kissing up, kissing too

When the crows
When the morning where will I go?
When the cock
When the love is where will I go?

And when you got me pregnant, I the party
And I the typewriter and I stopped your dumb ball game
In the red and I stopped your father, bled instead

And I felt the lie, something sticky on the
A bitter in my throat, stopping me wanting
In my stomach, in my head and you

Sugar, sugar, you couldn't come,
Sugar, sugar, without your mother,
Sugar, sugar, you couldn't it
Sugar, sugar, in my

When the cock
When the morning comes where I go?
When the cock
When the is gone where will I go?

Sugar, sugar, you come, come
Sugar, sugar, your mother, mother
Sugar, sugar, you taste it
Sugar, sugar, in my

When the cock
When the comes where will I go?
When the crows
When the comes where will I go?