Luyện nghe bài hát Swing

She to and her
life was how she remembered it
She had a full of fur
And she was

She parked her
three spaces posted for motorcycles only
And jumped out,
"What the cus could a nice girl
us feel so lonely?"

Are you weary as
In a faucet left
With an sadness
a sad record skipping

And an and ornery
And shadowy
Lurking like a troll the bridge
Between your and your head

Please blind kind sir
Lend little miss a bit of Christmas
She's been a good girl
But now she's here

The is so little and still
and ominous as ever before
Like an unmarked bottle of pills
On the shelf right next to the
You were for

the groove 'round here
Where I can it
When I get my ass on track
I'm gonna it

Swing shift 'til I get the
To buy me and my baby a moon full of
Then I'm gonna turn the nagging
Inside my

follow me to bed and say
You suck, blah, blah,