Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Potato

She cooks you sweet potato, you don't aubergine
She knows to boil the kettle when you hum bars Grease
She you are lonely but still she can't be sure
And so she stands and waits, stands your thoughts

How can she the psychic
That she longs to be to you
How can she the psychic
she longs to be to understand you

He thoroughly
He know she fresh breath
He rushes to the
He atop the steps

He's brought with him a bar
She not buy Nestle
And later perform
A love serenade, a trade

How can he the psychic
That he to be to understand you
How can he become the
That he to be to understand you

So give her to help her fill the holes
Give an ounce of so he does not feel controlled
Help her to acknowledge the that you are in
Give to him a of that beneath your skin

Now my dialog is heaving with detest
I am a martyr and a victim and I to be caressed
I hate that you negate me, I'm a ghost at and call
I'm failing and placating, I berate myself for

I'm a
I'm a

He greets the meekly, a thing that she accepts
She sees him often with chocolate on the steps
He senses she is lonely, she's glad they met
They take each other's hands, into the sunset
Do you sweet potatoes?